Nidan1

Seanachai have you moved to Australia, or worse to the Left Coast ???? Only Aussies, Kiwis, east coasters who get up early, drunks from the midwest, and California girls post at this time. Ah, drunks from the midwest....that explains it.

Seanachai have you moved to Australia, or worse to the Left Coast ???? Only Aussies, Kiwis, east coasters who get up early, drunks from the midwest, and California girls post at this time. Ah, drunks from the midwest....that explains it.

Seanachai chin, up, old boy. As virtuous men pass mildly away, And whisper to their souls, to go, Whilst some of their sad friends do say, "The breath goes now," and some say, "No:" So let us melt, and make no noise, No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move; 'Twere profanation of our joys To tell the laity our love. Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears; Men reckon what it did, and meant; But trepidation of the spheres, Though greater far, is innocent. Dull sublunary lovers' love (Whose soul is sense) cannot admit Absence, because it doth remove Those things which elemented it. But we by a love so much refin'd, That ourselves know not what it is, Inter-assured of the mind, Care less, eyes, lips, and hands to miss. Our two souls therefore, which are one, Though I must go, endure not yet A breach, but an expansion, Like gold to airy thinness beat. If they be two, they are two so As stiff twin compasses are two; Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show To move, but doth, if the' other do. And though it in the centre sit, Yet when the other far doth roam, It leans, and hearkens after it, And grows erect, as that comes home. Such wilt thou be to me, who must Like th' other foot, obliquely run; Thy firmness makes my circle just, And makes me end, where I begun. John Donne

Because you're old? Mace </font>

So Boo how was the romantic get away with your lovely bride? Did the Chamber of Commerce, and local merchants recognize the terror of your visit? Something like preparing for a hurricaine, I think. Did your wife have a wonderful time, in spite of the fact that she had to go there with you?

God, you're freaking OLD!!!!! Anyway Happy Birthday Joe

As my DI at Parris Island used to like to shout at us from time to time; "PANTS, PANTS? ONLY PUSSIES WEAR PANTS, MARINES WEAR TROUSERS!!!!" He also had a bit of a lisp, so you can just imagine what this tirade sounded like, you didn't dare crack a smile though, for his wrath was boundless. </font>

As my DI at Parris Island used to like to shout at us from time to time; "PANTS, PANTS? ONLY PUSSIES WEAR PANTS, MARINES WEAR TROUSERS!!!!" He also had a bit of a lisp, so you can just imagine what this tirade sounded like, you didn't dare crack a smile though, for his wrath was boundless.

Sound's like the typical wargamer/modeller to me. I even bet Dalem has a large stock pile of unmade kits. Mace </font>

Only demented Aussies and Brits would call the game Footy. Footy sounds like a kinky sex act, not a violent, fast moving, man's sport. No wonder you thought it would give Mace ideas, but what kind of ideas?

As expected the Giants have sucked so badly, that they have collapsed the ozone layer around Philadelphia. At least the Cowboys are getting crushed.

Whoooo Hoooo, NLF kickoff NOW

I guess you know best Joe . Although I feel I may be giving you more credit than your pea brain can live up to.

Support garment grog. Joe </font>

AARP begins recruiting fodder around the age of 50. So Boggs old boy, and you are an old boy, you are on their list. They will inundate you mailings from this day forward, until you relent and send them the fee they require for membership. They will send you scare mail about Social Security, drug costs, pension and retirement plans, the best brands of adult diapers, and on and on. At some point in your pathetic existence, probably around the age of 60, and after ten years of bombardment, you will throw your hands up and say "I might as well join, they keep sending me this crap, and some of it is now looking interesting." From that point on you are assimilated, and you can take your rightful place at the free buffet line, and collect your discount theater tickets. One benefit you already have, is that you currently live in Heaven's Waiting Room, so they can't urge you to move to Florida....lucky you. Be afraid Jimbo , be very afraid!!! [ September 10, 2004, 02:44 PM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

Uber-Sozzled? What abysmal research! How do they explain me then, green eyed, black haired? Huh? HUH?!! Mace </font>

Just a bit of information from the "Peng Nature Series": Drop Bears and Grues are closely related.....don't ask me how I know that...but be sure never to look at them directly... don't ever look at Mace or Noba directly either, but for totally different reasons. They are both sodding Aussies, and will steal your soul as quick as popping the top off of some foul.. speaking of foul, Joe Shaw owes me a game, has never finished a game, and is a poxy layabout ...but I digress.. foul Australian brew.

Hiram , so very sorry to hear about your loss. My sympathies go out to you and your family. [ August 30, 2004, 06:46 AM: Message edited by: Nidan1 ]

So what month is Christman in, oh great spell botcher? Yes, that's right, I'm watching you Nidan1. You can probably feel my eyes searing into you, yes searing. Now enough of this fastboat talk. Unless it's Miss Budweiser. Did I ever mention that I got to ride in it once? No? Probably because it never happened. Now where is Joe Shaw and why doesn't he send me turns anymore. *sniff* It's so sad being forgotten. BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! </font>

I was in the SS for only ten years.....no wait, I was only in the SS for five years......no, no I was never in the SS!!! I know where I was for Christman of 1967, but I cant remember 1968, it was either Cambodia or Long Island, I'm not really sure, anyway it doesnt matter, because Lars is a bonehead anyway.

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This certainly explains a lot.

in this proud land we grew up strong we were wanted all along I was taught to fight, taught to win I never thought I could fail no fight left or so it seems I am a man whose dreams have all deserted I've changed my face, I've changed my name but no one wants you when you lose don't give up 'cos you have friends don't give up you're not beaten yet don't give up I know you can make it good though I saw it all around never thought I could be affected thought that we'd be the last to go it is so strange the way things turn drove the night toward my home the place that I was born, on the lakeside as daylight broke, I saw the earth the trees had burned down to the ground don't give up you still have us don't give up we don't need much of anything don't give up 'cause somewhere there's a place where we belong rest your head you worry too much it's going to be alright when times get rough you can fall back on us don't give up please don't give up 'got to walk out of here I can't take anymore going to stand on that bridge keep my eyes down below whatever may come and whatever may go that river's flowing that river's flowing moved on to another town tried hard to settle down for every job, so many men so many men no-one needs don't give up 'cause you have friends don't give up you're not the only one don't give up no reason to be ashamed don't give up you still have us don't give up now we're proud of who you are don't give up you know it's never been easy don't give up 'cause I believe there's the a place there's a place where we belong Peter Gabriel 1986

Still didn't get those new dentures fitted then? </font>

One of my favorites of all time.... Hi Mr. Breakfast Hi, Pee Wee!!! Shocking stuff.....I haven't been able to eat bacon and eggs since.