THE THREAD!!!

[Chickenboy]

Puts hand in air...[:)]

[Terminus]

And then you wave it around like you just don't care.

[USSAmerica]

Good Morning - Tithe. [&o][&o][&o]

[USSAmerica]

Feels like a Monday but it's really Thursday! [8D]

[fodder]

Good Morning! [:)]

[Schanilec]

Good morning all. Again, -28F. this morning. Who is hording the warm stuff?[:-]

[nashvillen]

ORIGINAL: USS America

Feels like a Monday but it's really Thursday! [8D]

Amen, brother! Two weeks in a row... It is killing me!

[nashvillen]

ORIGINAL: Schanilec

Good morning all. Again, -28F. this morning. Who is hording the warm stuff?[:-]

Why don't you keep all that up there... It is going to be 7 around here early next week! That just isn't right for the South![:-]

[Schanilec]

ORIGINAL: nashvillen

ORIGINAL: Schanilec

Good morning all. Again, -28F. this morning. Who is hording the warm stuff?[:-]

Why don't you keep all that up there... It is going to be 7 around here early next week! That just isn't right for the South![:-]

I'm just a sharing kind a soul.

[Terminus]

Tithe...[>:][>:][:(][:(][>:][>:]

[Schanilec]

Almost noon and still -21F.

[Terminus]

Ill... Covered in blankets and still fucking cold... Coughing up something that belongs on the set of a 1950s drive-in horror movie...

[Schanilec]

Sounds like flu or hopefully not pneumonia. Had pneumonia once, for two full weeks. Death seemed like a welcomed change.
Hang in there and rest up. It's all you can do.

[Terminus]

The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"

The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain
Could not bring his proud soul under;
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!"

[AW1Steve]

ORIGINAL: Terminus

The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he has girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" said the warrior bard,
"Though all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy rights shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"

The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain
Could not bring his proud soul under;
The harp he loved ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and bravery!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!"

Good to see that you're feeling better. [:)] Pretty song. Always been one of my favorites.

[Terminus]

Who's feeling better? The song just popped up on my Spotify playlist.

I'm still wrapped in three blankets and cold as hell.

[AW1Steve]

ORIGINAL: Terminus

Who's feeling better? The song just popped up on my Spotify playlist.

I'm still wrapped in three blankets and cold as hell.

My sympathies. And recommendations for something rather alcoholic. In large quantities.[:(]

[Terminus]

I've got three bottles of wine and a bottle of vodka in my house. They're tempting.

[Terminus]

-99...

[Apollo11]

Hi all,

Good morning!


Leo "Apollo11"