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A rabbit walks into a pub and says to the barman,  'Can I have a pint of beer, and a Ham and Cheese Toastie?'The barman ...
09/12/2025

A rabbit walks into a pub and says to the barman,
'Can I have a pint of beer, and a Ham and Cheese Toastie?'
The barman is amazed, but gives the rabbit a pint of beer and a ham and cheese toastie.
The rabbit drinks the beer and eats the toastie. He then leaves.
The following night the rabbit returns and again asks for a pint of beer, and a Ham and Cheese Toastie.
The barman, now intrigued by the rabbit and the extra drinkers in the pub, (because word gets round), gives the rabbit the pint and the Toastie. The rabbit consumes them and leaves.
The next night, the pub is packed.
In walks the rabbit and says, 'A pint of beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie, please barman.'
The crowd is hushed as the barman gives the rabbit his pint and toastie, and then burst into applause as the rabbit wolfs them down.
The next night there is standing room only in the pub.
Coaches have been laid on for the crowds of patrons attending.
The barman is making more money in one week than he did all last year
In walks the rabbit and says, 'A pint of beer and a Ham and Cheese Toastie, please barman.'
The barman says, 'I'm sorry rabbit, old mate, old mucker, but we are right out of them Ham and Cheese Toasties.'
The rabbit looks aghast.
The crowd has quietened to almost a whisper, when the barman clears his throat nervously and says,
'We do have a very nice Cheese and Onion Toastie.
The rabbit looks him in the eye and says, 'Are you sure I will like it.'
The crowd's bated breath is ear shatteringly silent.
The barman, with a roguish smile says, 'Do you think that I would let down one of my best friends. I know you'll love it.'
'Ok,' says the rabbit, 'I'll have a pint of beer and a Cheese and Onion Toastie.'
The pub erupts with glee as the rabbit quaffs the beer and guzzles the toastie.
He then waves to the crowd and leaves....
NEVER TO RETURN!!!!!!
One year later, in the now impoverished public house, the barman, (who has only served 4 drinks tonight, 3 of which were his), calls time.
When he is cleaning down t

Today I was pulled over by police. I had a loaded and concealed handgun on me at the time. Please keep in mind that my a...
09/12/2025

Today I was pulled over by police. I had a loaded and concealed handgun on me at the time. Please keep in mind that my actions were completely voluntary for one simple reason. This is what happened.

He approached the drivers side and asked if I knew why he stopped me and I said I did not. He said my registration expired June 30 of 2016. He asked to see my drivers license, registration, and insurance card. As I kept my hands firmly locked at 10 and 2 on the steering wheel I immediately stated.....

"For your safety and mine sir I would like to inform you that I am a legally armed citizen. I have a concealed carry permit in my wallet. I don't want to get my registration and insurance card because I have my pistol in the same compartment as my documents. The pistol is in the small compartment under the cup holder. Please be careful, there is a round in the chamber, the thumb safety is on, and there's an extra magazine with it."

He asked that I keep my hands on the wheel like they were and asked again where my handgun was. He asked where my wallet was with my permit card. I answered and then said.....

" I would like you to take possession of the handgun. I'll get out of the truck if you want me to while you get it." He told me that would be great and thanked me for my cooperation.

When I got out of the truck he wouldn't turn his back to me. I asked if he would like to search me for any other weapons so he knew I wasn't a threat. He said....

"If you don't mind that would be great. Do you have any other fi****ms or weapons on you or in the truck?" I replied that I did not.

The police officer searched me and retrieved my handgun from the compartment with my documents and asked permission to retrieve my drivers license and conceal carry permit from my wallet. I gladly gave him permission to get what he needed. I also gave him permission to search the rest of my truck if he wanted to if he felt it necessary. The officer declined the consent I gave him to search.

After all the formalities the cop bro

She drank whiskey, swore often, and smoked handmade ci**rs. She wore pants under her skirt and a gun under her apron. At...
09/12/2025

She drank whiskey, swore often, and smoked handmade ci**rs. She wore pants under her skirt and a gun under her apron. At six feet tall and two hundred pounds, Mary Fields was an intimidating woman.
Mary lived in Montana, in a town called Cascade. She was a special member of the community there. All schools would close on her birthday, and though women were not allowed entry into saloons, she was given special permission by the mayor to come in anytime and to any saloon she liked.
But Mary wasn’t from Montana. She was born into enslavement in Tennessee sometime in the early 1830s, and lived enslaved for more than thirty years until slavery was abolished. As a free woman, life led her first to Florida to work for a family and then Ohio when part of the family moved.
When Mary was 52, her close friend who lived in Montana became ill with pneumonia. Upon hearing the news, Mary dropped everything and came to nurse her friend back to health. Her friend soon recovered and Mary decided to stay in Montana settling in Cascade.
Her beginning in Cascade wasn’t smooth. To make ends meet, she first tried her hand at the restaurant business. She opened a restaurant, but she wasn’t much of a chef. And she was also too generous, never refusing to serve a customer who couldn’t pay. So the restaurant failed within a year.
But then in 1895, when in her sixties, Mary, or as “Stagecoach Mary” as she was sometimes called because she never missed a day of work, became the second woman and first African American to work as a mail carrier in the U.S. She got the job because she was the fastest applicant to hitch six horses.
Eventually she retired to a life of running a laundry business. And babysitting all the kids in town. And going to baseball games. And being friends with much of the townsfolk.

People always ask why I choose to be a teacher at private Christian schools and here’s one reason why
I have a student (...
09/12/2025

People always ask why I choose to be a teacher at private Christian schools and here’s one reason why


I have a student (in the blue shirt) who struggles with controlling his anger when he gets upset. Today was one of those days. It just seemed like every situation, was irritating him. He was hiding out in the corner by the window which I allowed him to stand In to gather himself before sitting and joining the class again. The student in the yellow shirt came up to me and asked if he could pray with him and “ask God to clear his mind and his heart and to make him feel happy again”.

It was a moment to capture đŸ˜© They are praying together while the rest of the class is working. These are 4th graders by the way. God can work with and through any age. My kids be so saved 😂💙

(Edit: These babies are unidentifiable. This is their side profile and one has a mask over half his face. Parents sign paperwork giving schools and teachers permission to take photographs and videos of their child. This post does not violate any rights. I am an educator and my intent was for this to be a positive post speaking on the power of prayer and for the encouragement of other people, teachers, parents and students 💛)

“You are made up of 84 minerals, 23 elements and 8 gallons of water divided by 38 billion cells.You were built from noth...
09/12/2025

“You are made up of 84 minerals, 23 elements and 8 gallons of water divided by 38 billion cells.
You were built from nothing by the spare parts of the earth you consumed, according to a set of instructions hidden in a double helix small enough to be carried by a s***m cell.
You are made of recycled butterflies, plants, rocks, streams, firewood, wolf skins and shark teeth broken into their smallest parts and rebuilt into the most complex living thing on our planet.
You are not only living on earth... you ARE the earth !”
So, please, love, honor, care and respect Mother Earth. ❀
Illustrated by

“I was a maütre d’ at a restaurant for thirteen years. But one week I got a really bad case of pneumonia that put me in ...
09/12/2025

“I was a maütre d’ at a restaurant for thirteen years. But one week I got a really bad case of pneumonia that put me in the hospital. While I was lying in that hospital bed, I was thinking about how I really didn’t want to go back to work. Then that motivational speaker came on TV. You know-- the one that has all those teeth in his mouth. And he said: ‘Think back to what made you happy when you were young! That’s what you should be doing!’ Well, I grew up in the country, and I always had a lot of dogs, so I thought that nothing would make me happier than to be a dog walker. But I knew I needed to distinguish myself. So, I decided to make a uniform. I smoked a joint and came up with this outfit. I wanted people to look at me and think: ‘If this man is walking our dog, and there’s some sort of major disaster, he’s going to survive. He’s going to fish for those dogs. He’s going to build a bunker and shelter those dogs until it’s safe to bring them home.’ After I finished the design, I got four of my friends to wear the uniform, and we borrowed all the neighbors’ dogs, and we walked them down 5th avenue while handing out business cards. I got five customers that first day.”

Posted by Crystal Ross

During lunch at work, I ate 3 plates of beans (which I know I shouldn't). When I got home, my husband seemed excited to ...
09/12/2025

During lunch at work, I ate 3 plates of beans (which I know I shouldn't). When I got home, my husband seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly, "Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight." He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the telephone rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer the call.
The beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was becoming unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go.
It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front of a garbage dump! I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the other leg, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage. Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on releasing atomic bombs like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable!
Eventually the telephone farewells signaled the end of my freedom, so I quickly fanned the air a few more times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself.
My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband returned, apologizing for taking so long.
He asked me if I had peeked through the blindfold, and I assured him I had not.
At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around the table, with their hands to their noses, chorused, "Happy Birthday!" 🎂.............
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People normally don’t willingly get into squad cars, but Lou thought it would be a good time to slow roll passed her bes...
09/12/2025

People normally don’t willingly get into squad cars, but Lou thought it would be a good time to slow roll passed her bestfriend’s house while sitting in the front. She didn’t want to make it to 97 without ever being in one and we were able to assist her with that today. Don’t worry though! She was returned home shortly after her ride. Happy early birthday, Lou!

"Today on the streets of DOWNTOWN OKC, I passed a man simply asking for change as he held out an empty shoe polish canis...
09/12/2025

"Today on the streets of DOWNTOWN OKC, I passed a man simply asking for change as he held out an empty shoe polish canister. I had none, so I passed him and went on my way. On my return trip to the office, I found him and this woman sitting together. She did not give him change, she did not drop off a hot meal.....she sat down, cut her chicken wrap in half, and shared it with him. She did not leave, she sat and talked and asked genuine questions that many of us would ask while out to lunch with a friend. She did not treat him like a person to help, but a person to love.....so whoever you are lady, you get it."

Credit: Darrin N Tory Hand
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Grandpa, who was in his nineties, sat quietly on the patio bench, staring down at his hands. He didn’t move or speak, ju...
09/12/2025

Grandpa, who was in his nineties, sat quietly on the patio bench, staring down at his hands. He didn’t move or speak, just sat with his head bowed, focused on his hands. I joined him, but he didn’t acknowledge me. As I sat beside him, I began to worry if something was wrong. After a while, I gently asked, "Are you OK, Grandpa?"
He lifted his head, smiled warmly, and replied, "Yes, I’m fine. Thank you for asking."
"I didn’t mean to disturb you," I said, "but you were just sitting here staring at your hands, and I wanted to make sure you were alright."
He smiled again and asked, "Have you ever really looked at your hands? I mean, really looked at them?"
Curious, I opened my hands and examined them, turning them over, palms up, then down. I hadn’t really thought much about my hands before, and I tried to understand what Grandpa was getting at.
Seeing my confusion, Grandpa began to share, "Take a moment to think about your hands, how they’ve served you throughout your life. My hands, though wrinkled, shriveled, and weak now, have been my tools for living. They’ve fed me, clothed me, and allowed me to embrace life. As a child, my mother taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots. They’ve been dirty, scraped, raw, swollen, and bent. They fumbled when I held my newborn son for the first time. Adorned with my wedding band, they told the world I was married and in love. They trembled as I buried my parents, my spouse, and when I walked my daughter down the aisle. These hands have covered my face in sorrow, combed my hair, and bathed my body. They’ve been sticky, wet, broken, dried, and raw. And even now, when the rest of me doesn’t work as well as it used to, these hands still hold me up, lay me down, and fold in prayer."
He paused, then continued, "These hands are the story of where I’ve been, a testament to the ruggedness of my life. But most importantly, these hands will be the ones God takes when He leads me home. With these hands, I will touch the face of Christ."
His words le

“Today my daughter changed her profile picture. After maybe 5 minutes I get a text 
’ I didn’t know she was dating a bla...
09/12/2025

“Today my daughter changed her profile picture. After maybe 5 minutes I get a text 
’ I didn’t know she was dating a black boy, did you?’
It took me all day to think up a response, which I didn’t send personally but thought I would share for anyone else that ‘may not know’.
Yes in fact I did know, but the color of his skin doesn’t define who he is. What does define who is he is how he treats my daughter.
I see my daughter dating a boy that comes to my house and shows me nothing but respect (a big deal in my book). It’s always Yes Ma’am, No Ma’am, we talk about football and baseball, he tells me bye when he leaves, and has not once shown me a lack of manners or respect.
I see my daughter dating a boy who treats her good. He takes her on dates, to ballgames, out to eat
 not to a club or partying on the weekends.
I see my daughter dating a boy who takes her to church with him. Every Sunday. He plays in the band, she sits with his family. How many young men these days make church a priority? None of the others have.
He doesn’t hit her, cuss her, lie to her, or make her cry. Would I rather her date a white boy that did, to keep from her dating another race? Absolutely not.
So that’s my response to the question I was asked. And I know people have their own opinion, but at the end of the day, the fact that my daughter has someone that loves her and treats her like a queen makes me happy. That’s something I’ve never had in my life and I’m glad she does.”
Credit: Heather Boye

“For 13 thousand dollars, Englishman Brendon Grimshaw bought a tiny uninhabited island in the Seychelles and moved there...
09/12/2025

“For 13 thousand dollars, Englishman Brendon Grimshaw bought a tiny uninhabited island in the Seychelles and moved there forever. When Grimshaw was under forty, he quit his job as a newspaper editor and started a new life.
By this time, no human had set foot on the island for 50 years. As befits a real Robinson, Brendon found himself a companion from among the natives. His name was René Lafortin. Together with Rene, Brendon began to equip his new home. While René came to the island only occasionally, Brendon lived on it for decades by himself, never leaving.
For 39 years, Grimshaw and Lafortin planted 16 thousand trees with their own hands and built almost 5 kilometers of paths. In 2007, Rene Lafortin died, and Brendon was left all alone on the island.
He was 81 years old. He attracted 2,000 new bird species to the island and introduced more than a hundred giant tortoises, which in the rest of the world (including the Seychelles) were already on the verge of extinction. Thanks to Grimshaw's efforts, the once deserted island now hosts two-thirds of the Seychelles' fauna. An abandoned piece of land has turned into a real paradise.
A few years ago, the prince of Saudi Arabia offered Brendon Grimshaw $50 million for the island, but he refused. “I don’t want the island to become a favorite vacation spot for the rich. Better let it be a national park that everyone can enjoy.”
And he achieved just that. In 2008 the island was indeed declared a national park.”
Credit - original owner

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