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ARCADIA, Calif. - Richard Knerr, co-founder of the toy company that popularized the Hula Hoop, Frisbee and other fads that became classics, has died. He was 82.

Knerr, who started Wham-O in 1948 with his childhood friend Arthur "Spud" Melin, died Monday at Methodist Hospital after suffering a stroke earlier in the day at his Arcadia home, his wife Dorothy told the Los Angeles Times.

Knerr and Melin got their start in business peddling slingshots. They named their enterprise Wham-O after the sound a slingshot made when it hit its target.
 
My lunch was good...~burp~ but do ya have something for dessert? I didn't want a piece of virgin pie..that's what they had at the cafe next door.
 
I haven't had any bread all week. Imagine that - a new toaster and no bread!

*Knock at DGO's kitchen door*

"Breadman. Somebody order some bread?"

*Turns around and stubs big toe on a large bag of nails then looks up to see a Bloody (not the saying....real blood) Irishman nailed to the wall. Tequila bottles strewn on the table alongside a hammer.*

*Leaves bread on the table and quietly slips out the back door*

I'll stop back later:D
 
*Knock at DGO's kitchen door*

"Breadman. Somebody order some bread?"

*Turns around and stubs big toe on a large bag of nails then looks up to see a Bloody (not the saying....real blood) Irishman nailed to the wall. Tequila bottles strewn on the table alongside a hammer.*

*Leaves bread on the table and quietly slips out the back door*

I'll stop back later:D

Hey you chicken shit coward where ya sneaking off too...:D
 
*Knock at DGO's kitchen door*

"Breadman. Somebody order some bread?"

*Turns around and stubs big toe on a large bag of nails then looks up to see a Bloody (not the saying....real blood) Irishman nailed to the wall. Tequila bottles strewn on the table alongside a hammer.*

*Leaves bread on the table and quietly slips out the back door*

I'll stop back later:D

Damn, you're at the wrong house.
 
*Knock at DGO's kitchen door*

"Breadman. Somebody order some bread?"

*Turns around and stubs big toe on a large bag of nails then looks up to see a Bloody (not the saying....real blood) Irishman nailed to the wall. Tequila bottles strewn on the table alongside a hammer.*

*Leaves bread on the table and quietly slips out the back door*

I'll stop back later:D

Good afternoon Husker ~ That was a neighborly thing to do. ;)
 
Do you think the Bloody Irishman (I think I had one of those on Spring Break: tomato juice and Irish Whiskey with a pink umbrella in it, rather tasty)
Is he still alive?
 
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