The good news: You win the Powerball lottery for 350 Million!!!!!

The bad news: You're so excited that you have a heart attack and die while taking a massive shit, and that's how the live news crews find you.

The good news is we have a place for this kind of post.

The bad news is, this thread isn't it.

The bad news is that my skepticism may have insulted CG.

The good news is that if the bad news is true, he won't be offended.

The good news is my bras arrived today, in plenty of time for my birthday lunch on Wednesday.
The bad news is my new dress didn't.

But then it might be waiting for me at home, and it has tomorrow to arrive and I can always wash and wear the one I wore on saturday as no-one at work has seen it yet...

Sorry - good news outweighing bad today, I've gone from being Oscar to being Pollyanna over the last couple of hours.

The good news is that I'm not offended. I just wasn't paying attention to the tone of the thread when I posted it.

The bad news is I didn't win the Powerball lottery.

Good news, I got to go visit my friend and her 2week old baby, and got to hold it for almost an hour.

Bad new, I discovered another symptom of diabetes that I have.

The good news is that some neighbors decided to stop by tonight and we had a spontaneous party.

The bad news is that we drank a little wine.

The good news is that we drank a little wine.

The bad news is that we drank a little wine.

The good news is that we drank a little wine.

The bad news is that we drank a little wine.

The good news is that we drank a little wine.

The bad news is that we drank a little wine.

The good news is that we drank a little wine.

The bad news is that a mountain lion ate my legs.

the good news is
im free and really
feeling kinda good
about everything

the bad news is
caro told me
she doesnt want
to see me again

(or at least not
for a long time)

The good news is that I got a new cell phone

The bad news is that I have to climb up on my roof to get a signal

(It's just like Green Acres)

If you're on the roof, who's driving?

Don't drink that wine then try to get on the roof. In other words, Friends Don't Let Friends Wine and Climb.

Since the mountain lion ate my legs I can't make a phone call.

Never did trust those pesky mountain lions, all living around in the mountains instead of on the plains like a normal lion citizen.

The good news is there are still mountain lions out on the plains.
The bad news is some dickwad went and shot it.

The good news is the pups are now eliminating on their own.
The bad news is the first one decided to do her first one on my wife's blouse. Wife didn't notice until said pup crawled off her and started off across the bedspread.