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Post by George Armstrong Custer on Sept 28, 2007 14:36:37 GMT -5
Why, I'd horsewip you if I had a horse! I was gonna get a flat bottom but the girl at the boat house didn't have one I married your mother because I wanted children. Imagine my disappointment when you arrived. You know you've got the brain of a four-year old child, and I bet he was glad to get rid of it. Why don't you go home to your wife? I'll tell you what, I'll go home to your wife, and outside of the improvement she'll never know the difference. ;D GAC |
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Post by kenny on Sept 28, 2007 14:38:34 GMT -5
That what happen when you eat pillows. You end up coughing horse-feathers.
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Post by George Armstrong Custer on Sept 28, 2007 14:46:03 GMT -5
That what happen when you eat pillows. You end up coughing horse-feathers. I resemble that remark! |
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Post by crzhrs on Sept 28, 2007 14:49:24 GMT -5
Coitenly!
Goodbye . . . I must be going!
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Post by kenny on Sept 28, 2007 15:03:00 GMT -5
That what happen when you eat pillows. You end up coughing horse-feathers. I resemble that remark! Yep...You do. |
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Post by George Armstrong Custer on Sept 28, 2007 15:17:25 GMT -5
I've got a good mind to go out and join a club and beat you over the head with it.
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Post by kenny on Sept 28, 2007 16:25:06 GMT -5
It's most likely the club will send someone. But it not going to be you. They don't send children to do men's work.
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Post by George Armstrong Custer on Sept 28, 2007 16:32:53 GMT -5
Have a bowl of Duck Soup, Kenny and chill out.
On second thoughts maybe not - the Duck Soup might give you strange dreams. ;D
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Post by kenny on Sept 28, 2007 16:47:46 GMT -5
I never had duck soup. I wouldn't know what it taste like.
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Post by harpskiddie on Sept 28, 2007 21:32:04 GMT -5
Kenny - you gotta go and find a Marx Brothers Cook Book [or Captain Jeffrey Spalding's Book of African Soups]. And remember that Oprah spelled backwards is Harpo.
Spend a day at the races after a night at the Opera, or verse vica.
Gordie,
Hail Fredonia!!! Steward!! What are all these people doing in my cabin? Send for more!...........
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Post by kenny on Sept 28, 2007 21:44:23 GMT -5
I just stay with the basic.
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Post by crzhrs on Oct 8, 2007 11:41:27 GMT -5
And put some Animal Crackers in it!
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Post by kenny on Oct 14, 2007 13:24:22 GMT -5
That's will taste funny.
If anyone had a dream about being in the battle or some other kind of battle. It doesn't matter, if the dreams is about about a battle you had actually fought in.
Just go ahead and post it here.
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Post by "Hunk" Papa on Oct 14, 2007 17:40:51 GMT -5
I never forget a face....but I'll make an exception in your case.
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Post by kenny on Dec 18, 2007 21:28:30 GMT -5
Yesterday I this dream. I was on this horse, with me was a calvary trooper. He was to my right. We came around hill and stop. Because we saw lots of Indian and bodies on the ground around them.
The trooper and I look at each other. Then we look back at the Indians. They were coming toward us very quick with a angry look on their face.
The trooper and I turn our horses around and headed back the way we came from,with the Indians on our tail shooting at us. We rounded the hill. I look back, the Indians were stills there, chasing and firing on us.
We rounded another hill. The Indians were still there on our tails. The next thing we past what look like curtains that was hanging from the sky. I look back and the Indians were gone. The Trooper that was with me said.'' What in the hell just happen and were did the Indians went to''?
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