Claire is a must on the list. I think Lee was pretty even-tempered, just a potty mouth. Mitscher maybe.
How about a favorite of mine, Adm "Soc" McMorris? [:D] The man aledged to have said "Scre- the torpedo's, let's get the -ell out of here!" at the battle of the Komandorski Islands. [:D]
I'm inclined to excuse him. He was having one heck of a day. [:D]
Yeah but if you can keep a sense of twisted humor...your a geezer. [:D]
ORIGINAL: AW1Steve
You can have good spelling and good grammar or my brilliant insight.And you do NOT get to pick! [:-]
grumble, mumble, dad burn the gol darn dad blame it Ye consarned ole illiterate, illegible, illegitimate VARMINT! Good manners and common courtesy demand that a writer apply himself to perfecting his language use, including spelling and typing, as a matter of respecting the poor slobs on whom he is inflicting the nonsense he feels is worth putting into print.
That's how I taught 'er back when I was perfesser at Hardknoxemup College back in the day, when ye played yer feetball in a leather hemlet and followed the Bo Schembechler philoserfy that you don't pass the ball, 'cause only three things can happen, and two of 'em are bad...
Put my faith in the people
And the people let me down.
So, I turned the other way,
And I carry on anyhow.
I never played football in a leather helmet, but my one of my partners said my first ambulance was a horse pulled wagon. I accused him of elder abuse. It's really bad when you work with someone young enough that you could have delivered him/her when he/she was born. Finding a partner that is older than my underwear is hard lately.
Is suicide in your personal nature or do you just like to suffer alot????????
I am a paramedic. Some people believe that EMT stands for Emergency Medical Technician. Those of us with more than two years in the field realize that it actually means Extraordinary Masochisitc Tendancies.
I never played football in a leather helmet, but my one of my partners said my first ambulance was a horse pulled wagon. I accused him of elder abuse. It's really bad when you work with someone young enough that you could have delivered him/her when he/she was born. Finding a partner that is older than my underwear is hard lately.
My dad played football in a leather helmet. It was fun listening to him talk about those days when we were watching football on unday afternoon[:)]
For what we are about to receive, may we be truly thankful.
Lieutenant Bush - Captain Horatio Hornblower by C S Forester
HELMET!!! HELMET!! WE DON'T NEED NO STINKIN' HELMET!!! What would happen to our neurosurgeons, dentists and orthopedists???? Back in my day, you just picked up the football, chose up sides, and went at it. The gravel road was out of bounds on one side, and the alligator ditch the other. The end zone was Dad's car and the barbed wire fence. Anyone got hurt just walked it off and didn't ever tell your mother, unless a tooth got knocked out. They seem to notice those things. Oh, and it was NOT tag football, unless you consider hitting someone square in the gut with your shoulder a 'tag.' The only rule was you couldn't stick your finger in someone's eye deliberately - stiff arms only to the top of the head. Those young fools who are launching themselves at each other in the game today obviously didn't play the way we did. You learned how to actually tackle someone then, not just try to knock them down and senseless. You wanna know how to prevent some of these injuries. Anyone who deliberately knocks someone out of a game should be fined a game's pay for each game his victim misses - in the victim's pay scale. That will stop a lot of cheap shots on star players. Make these young idiots learn some respect for the game again.... Bloody fools.....
"Action springs not from thought, but from a readiness for responsibility.” ― Dietrich Bonhoeffer
I never played football in a leather helmet, but my one of my partners said my first ambulance was a horse pulled wagon. I accused him of elder abuse. It's really bad when you work with someone young enough that you could have delivered him/her when he/she was born. Finding a partner that is older than my underwear is hard lately.
Don't start to worry until said partner introduces you to his first grandchild. Who is in medical school.
BTW, we're taking up a collection to get you some new skivvies.
HELMET!!! HELMET!! WE DON'T NEED NO STINKIN' HELMET!!! What would happen to our neurosurgeons, dentists and orthopedists???? Back in my day, you just picked up the football, chose up sides, and went at it. The gravel road was out of bounds on one side, and the alligator ditch the other. The end zone was Dad's car and the barbed wire fence. Anyone got hurt just walked it off and didn't ever tell your mother, unless a tooth got knocked out. They seem to notice those things. Oh, and it was NOT tag football, unless you consider hitting someone square in the gut with your shoulder a 'tag.' The only rule was you couldn't stick your finger in someone's eye deliberately - stiff arms only to the top of the head. Those young fools who are launching themselves at each other in the game today obviously didn't play the way we did. You learned how to actually tackle someone then, not just try to knock them down and senseless. You wanna know how to prevent some of these injuries. Anyone who deliberately knocks someone out of a game should be fined a game's pay for each game his victim misses - in the victim's pay scale. That will stop a lot of cheap shots on star players. Make these young idiots learn some respect for the game again.... Bloody fools.....
My father was a high school football coach in the 50's. He said the way to tackle someone was to wrap your arms around their ankles. They would go down every time.
I agree with you about stopping cheap shots. Hit em in the paycheck....
For what we are about to receive, may we be truly thankful.
Lieutenant Bush - Captain Horatio Hornblower by C S Forester
That was supposed to be gumming my own food but I wouldn't put it past the punks to be gumming my food. The dang dogs sure try to to steal my food. One of the little buggers ate a shoe off my stepsons foot while he was sleeping. Took me weeks to teach her to do that!
That was supposed to be gumming my own food but I wouldn't put it past the punks to be gumming my food. The dang dogs sure try to to steal my food. One of the little buggers ate a shoe off my stepsons foot while he was sleeping. Took me weeks to teach her to do that!
I taught my kids not to wear shoes to bed.
"Grown ups are what's left when skool is finished."
"History started badly and hav been geting steadily worse."
- Nigel Molesworth.
