USO Canteen FReeper Style.......11-9-01

Graphic Artist Billie and Written by Snow Bunny | October 9 , 2001 | Graphic Artist Billie and Written by Snow Bunny

[Snow Bunny]

USO Canteen Freeper Style

War has come to our shores. It was committed on American soil.  We have been able to live in Freedom only because of those who have fought in the past wars giving life, limb and all the sacrifices for us to live in Freedom and go about our day without fear.

On September 11, 2001, that comfort, that feeling of living in a land that would not be attacked ended.

William T. Sherman said it succinctly, "War is hell."

The day has come for this Nation and its people to understand that there is a risk in losing its freedom, and in reality there always has been. We have ONLY stayed free because of the sacrifices of our military, our warriors.

This is about saving the future of America. Aristotle said, "We make war that we may live in peace."

We are seeing the American Flag flying at homes now more than ever in my lifetime. We are seeing the American Flag flying on vehicles and people wearing Flag pins and small Flags on their clothes. America is united in the cause for Freedom and for our country to WIN against the evil that came upon our land to kill and hurt us. To change our way of life and to destroy America which is US, you and me. To take away our precious Freedom.

This is the Freeper version of the USO Canteen. Where soldiers could come and feel a small part of being at home. It is a place where you that have family in the military can post a thought to a loved one that might be able to read it far away from home. A place where we that support our military can help support them, post to them, fun graphics showing the price in America and our troops. Poems, quotes, cartoons, or articles of how America is behind our troops.

Those in our military are our Nation's warriors. Let us join hands, fly our Flag and let the world know how important our warriors are to us....And that our MILITARY, our Warriors, are America's TRUE HEROS!

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"No Marine was ever honored for what they received. Honor was the reward for what they gave." (Anonymous) CHIEF gave his all in many ways. He touched our lives and his friendship meant so much to all of us. He will live in our hearts forever, and his friendship will always be a bright and shining memory in our hearts and souls.

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[68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub]

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[68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub]

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[JohnHuang2]

To the Saint, the King says good morning =^)

hehehehe

[Mia T]

Thanx. ;)

[B4Ranch]

These Colors Will Not Run!

Do your part to keep America's service men and women as PROUD OF AMERICA as we are of them.

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I FORGOT

The recent events of Tuesday, Sept. 11 have brought death and destruction and sadness to so many people around the world. But It DIDN'T HAVE TO BE! Why is it, that all of a sudden we come together as a nation? Why does it take a tragedy of this magnitude to show our solidarity? The pictures from TV of complete strangers hugging each other in the streets of NYC brought tears to my eyes! For one brief moment in time we were truly a nation of one! All racial / ethnic / religious barriers came down! Blacks and whites helping each other Jews and Christians hugging and coming together! Why are we not ALWAYS like this ???? And HOW could we, the strongest country in the world let this happen!
Simply because WE FORGOT! EXACTLY WHAT THE TERRORISTS WANTED!

With everything that is happening in America today, all the new gun laws that our socialist politicians are attempting to pass, the problems in Klamath Falls with the ESA wanting to protect fish instead of America's farmers, the UN kicking the US off of the Human Rights Council, the U.N. vote to add Syria as a non-permanent member of the Security Council, Agenda 21, the New World Order, and on and on. It's just too much to think about for one man.

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: declared a holy war against the US, I thought, what an idiot, then, I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN AND HIS BUDDY, HEZBOLLAH: attacked the U.S. Marine barracks in Beirut in 1983 that killed 241 Americans, I thought This sucks! THEN I FORGOT

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: bombed the Jewish cultural center in Argentina in 1994 that killed 95 people, I thought, oh my God this guy should be stopped! But then, I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: Bombed the World Trade center in 1993 (the first time), that killed 6 people and wounded over 1000, I thought to myself how horrible! Then, I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: Admitted to the 1995 bombing in Riyadh that killed 5 US servicemen, I thought, OH my God, what a tragedy! THEN I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: Had his terrorists attack the USS Cole (DDG-57) while it was refueling in port in Yemen on October 12, 2000. 17 sailors were killed and over 30 were injured in the bombing, I thought we need to stop these guys before they kill any more Americans. THEN I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: Was named in the June 25, 1996, terrorist truck bombing in Dhahran that killed 19 U.S. airmen, I was outraged! THEN I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: bombed the U.S. Embassies in Nairobi, Kenya, and Dar Es Salaam, Tanzania in 1998, I thought it was so sad, then, I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: Was prevented from a plot to hijack 12 planes in one day in Algeria, and blow them up, I thought GREAT work FBI! THEN I FORGOT!

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: This past February, renewed his threat of a "jihad" or holy war against the U.S. and, in speaking to an Arabic newspaper, bin Laden said, "We had thought that the Riyadh and al-Khobar blasts were a sufficient signal to sensible U.S. decision-makers to avert a real battle between the Islamic nation and U.S. forces, but it seems that they did not understand the signal." I thought to myself this guy must be stopped! THEN I FORGOT !

WHEN OSAMA BIN LADEN: Sent his "punk ass" henchmen to fly airplanes into the Word Trade Center, killing what will probably be over 10 thousand people, and THEN fly an airplane into the pentagon and kill (NO MURDER) someone so close to me, I PROMISE YOU, I WILL NOT FORGET!

NOW! ITS F*&%&$ing PERSONAL!

Please, Please, Please, if you are reading this, don't look away when they show the airplanes flying into the buildings on TV, look at it over and over again !! Don't stick your head in the sand! Remember how despicable the act was, remember the loss of life, don't shield your children, use restraint, but help them understand it, and remember it! They are our future! You will go back to work, and resume your daily duties, but, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T EVER FORGET!

I assure you the terrorists around the world are counting on us to! AGAIN! I fear the next time we will see a mushroom cloud on our beautiful horizon! Then it will be too late! All because WE FORGOT !

Maybe one of the reasons we won WW 2 , was because everyone.............................REMEMBERED PEARL HARBOR !

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There are American sailors and soldiers on ships, in aircraft and on the ground fighting to keep America safe. These servicemen and women don't want to be fighting the Afghans. They would much rather be home, like us with our families, our husbands, our boyfriends, our girlfriends, our wives and children. At night we sleep safely in our homes because of them.

President Bush is wrong! Don't go back to "life as normal"
Don't Forget who is protecting us, AMERICAN military troops!

Before you go to sleep, everynight, say a prayer that they will be able to avoid the dangers of WAR and come home to us, so that we may thank them.

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All Americans:

Keep this picture in your mind forever and the attack on the World Trade Towers, the death of those men, women and children will stay personal forever! When you get a peacelover whining in your ear, this is the cure. Six posts from the left, in the middle of the picture you see someone holding an infant out of the building trying to give it fresh air. These folks are all dead now. Keep this atrocity personal forever! Do not listen to the whiners and weepers about the civilian casulties that our pilots accidentally cause. Remember foremost the six thousand plus civilians who died in the attack on the World Trade Center Towers. This terrorist attack was an intentional mass murder of innocent civilians. So tell Reuters or CNN can go somewhere else with their 'sad stories'!

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Here is a great PBS show that Clinton made sure we didn't see. Look at it with Real Player.

America's Fifth Column ... watch PBS documentary JIHAD! In America -- here

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[lodwick]

Hey - good to see you up and at'em. Let's Roll.

[RaceBannon]

Good Morning!

[RaceBannon]

[RaceBannon]

[B4Ranch]

I fell asleep early last nite. Seven hours is the absolute max, then it's time to get up before my back breaks.

[logos]

I've read your posts for a long time now, Snow Bunny, and I think it's time to share with you an excerpt from James A. Gittings' Vitenam Requiem (the entire poem is way too long to post here, but I'm sorta hoping you look it up and read it all). Mr. Gittings died a couple of months ago, but for his entire life he lived as an "old-style" Presbyterian, railing against all the injustice he saw in the world. He also visited Viet Nam while it was "hot" - and his take on what he lived during that time, while not always a view I would agree with, is well worth considering. Anyway, here it is, FWIW.

An excerpt from...

Vietnam Requiem

You will all have guessed by now
the purpose of our meeting: we propose
to Honor you; Invest you with a medal; Pronounce
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori
Over your memory. It is a word, Decorum,
That all of you will laugh to hear,
Knowing, variously and well, how indecorous are results
Of pumpkin balls, automatic weaponsfire
And exploding mortars, but it is one you will forgive
Because you have all explored the depth and width
That separate intention and accomplishment.
That's why I trust in you as well
For patience: you will understand
That I, in my self-chosen summoner's role
Must stand upon decorum too, and tell you all
Exactly what you represent.

You, John, come first. Your sturdy shade
Stands proxy for some fifty-eight thousand youths
Who died. In our group you are the standard; the classic;
You heard your country call your name
In a legal, established, time-honored way,
And because you'd taken milk at her warm breast
Figured that she had a right to call. Therefore,
You did not run away, or rush to graduate school,
Or flee to your Uncle's Canada cabin. You submitted
Your time and your energy and your life
To authority you deemed constituted,
And you didn't ask, By whom? I hope, John,
That this recital does not cause you
To feel ordinary: you were not ordinary
About standing fast with leeches clinging to your ears,
Or lying still with fireants crawling in your shirt,
Or being plopped by whirlybirds in clearings
Ringed by trees that dripped your deaths
Like moss. Nor were you ordinary in the strength
Of faith exchanged with each other. Hometown newspapers
Made their way, as bad news always does,
To your sandbagged hooches in the rocks. The news
Spoke of Black-White bloody strife
In Detroit or L.A., and for a day or two or three
Joe or Bill, your opposite number
(As to race, I mean), turned cool and cut you off.
That lasted until a mine went off,
Or mortar shells arrived in camp,
Or that "other" bunch of grunts across the wire
Struck at your perimeter. Then you coalesced,
Buddied up, were tolerant again of madness
And carried each other out. I want you to know, John,
That Stuart went alone to weep
Beside your hooch when you were blown away,
And then drank beer with Joe across an afternoon
To keep your wake.

Nor were you ordinary, John, in what you paid
For faithfulness. The price, on reexamination proved
Too high by far, and payment was demanded
In the wrong currency. The problem was not
Dying - you bore that well enough.
Nor was it filth, since you were sure
There were showers in your future, late or soon.
Nor did the difficulty lie
In your universal, 'Nam-wide and absolute conviction
That all intelligent generals
Had been left at home. Mudhole soldiers
Have always hated generals until
The generals run for President, and besides,
Colonel BlackJack Davis held your loyalty
And Lieutenant Ken Kirkes came as close to being a friend
As grunts will permit an officer to come.
(Did you know, John, about Kirkes? He went out
On the same bridge where it ended for you.)
No, the thing that tore a hole in you
In a most secret, private place
Was your isolation. It didn't help that Dad
Or Grandma out in Tuscaloosa, or Cheyenne,
Thought you the best there was. To you
All that shining equipment flashing lights
Of amber or green that the Army lent you
(Marines don't buy that stuff)
Brought no reassurance, nor did the fact
That the whole U.S. Government (so it seemed)
Set itself to pimping for you, safely to insure
That you had a good time on R&R. You knew you were
An embarrassment to a lot of people back home,
And somehow it didn't seem embarrassment ought to go
Together with what you were going through.
And you were right, John. It hadn't ought
To have gone together, but it did;
You felt abandoned;
Considered yourself
Unpaid, unrecognized, unthanked, compulsory
"Shit shovelers for the whole damned U.S.A.";
You and all those tens of thousands more.

We have come to our senses, John. That is why
To you who died dirty, tired, alone
And very brave;
And to all of you who didn't make it back
(Whether to home, or love, or "normalcy",
Whatever that dreary word may mean),
I carry a message:
Your country finds you beautiful, John;
Your country accepts your service as
Dulce, indeed, and Decorum,
And worthy of unbounded Honor.

[All the names are of real men, and Stuart is one whom I know.]

[logos]

Well, crud ... I ended the "bold" too soon. [sigh]

[logos]

Reply #61 is for you guys, among so many others. I trust you will notify all the right people.

[MudPuppy]

We can usually spot Marines in a crowd by their physical appearance and military bearing,
but there are a few more things that flag a Leatherneck.

You might be a Leatherneck if...

Your kindergartner calls recess a smoke break.
You refer to your children as dependents in casual conversation.
You call the family to attention and sing the National Anthem before you put a movie in the VCR.
You refer to food as chow.
You have a dog named Chesty.
You call cadence while walking alone down the street.
You think Motrin cures things.
You wear dog tags to the beach.
You've ever used a commercial buffer.
You pay more attention to the haircuts and ribbons actors wear in military movies than the story line.
You've ever licked a brown plastic spoon and put it back into your pocket for the next meal.
If you maintain a complete, six-day set of never-been-worn socks, briefs and t-shirts strictly for display purposes.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lodwick]

Good stuff - thanks for sharing, JL bttt

[Mama_Bear]

Oh, they are sooooooo cute! Thank you - I love them! Especially the sailor bear, I am taking him home with me!

And here is one for you.......

GOD BLESS AMERICA - GOD BLESS OUR MILITARY!

[RaceBannon]

Haircuts, yes, ribbons, not really, but the UNIFORMS, YES inDEEDEE!

Also, You might be a Marine if:

You look at all bumpers of cars to see if you have to salute as you walk down your home town street

You pick up a pool cue as if you are going to Port Arms

You drink beer at attention

You're amazed there is no line of men trying to sit down next to that single woman in that resturant at the table meant for 4...

You bus your own table, looking for the plastic bucket to put Knives, Forks, and Spoons...

The waitress drops something, and you shout 'CHOW GUARD WITH A MOP'

[SAMWolf]

Good morning all!

[MudPuppy]

you keep a "John Wayne" on your key ring

you actually own leather shoes, know how to polish them and burn/melt your kiwi polish

never hold anything in your right hand in case you have to salute

[fnord]

10 million bumps

LET'S ROLL

[fnord]

hehe, all true :-)

Birthday bump

[SLB]

See #61 and #63.

[SMEDLEYBUTLER]

Never leave the house without a black ink pen.

Happy Birthday, Sis!

[ST.LOUIE1]

"The Wolf is about ready for retirement."

OK LOUIE, you win, I won't say anything else about THE Wolf today.

Hey is that meter for your statement or mine? LOL

Just ain't gonna let the Wolf do it, are ya?

Methinks the 'meter' is perfect for both of us. Especially you. : )

[clamper1797]

I would like to give my own moment of silence on this day to my friends

AME-3 Danny Cherry VA-93 and

AME-2 Carl Blankenship VA-56

Who were killed in action Oct 29 1972

Danny was taking my place that night .........

[SAMWolf]

Some more bears for your collection.

[ST.LOUIE1]

To the Saint, the King says good morning =^)
hehehehe

Good morning, King!

BTW....Since I bestowed the title "King" upon you....

I decided find you a 'crown'.

'Queen Liz' gave up the chase after a half a block.

[harpseal]

Thank you.

Stay well(may you and yours enjoy good health and good days) - Stay safe (In these troubled times I wish you you and yours safety) - Stay armed (That you may be well and safe and if needed able to answer the call) - Yorktown ( America's victory that established our nation by force of arms. Hopefully we shall all meet and share a toast at the next Yorktown)

[SAMWolf]

Re: #76 I hate when that happens!!

Let's try this one:

[Billie]

A Saint and a King - BOTH of them, TOGETHER, at one time, in our humble Canteen. We are blessed. It's almost too much. :^)

[ST.LOUIE1]

A Saint and a King - BOTH of them, TOGETHER, at one time, in our humble Canteen.
We are blessed. It's almost too much. :^)

Yep! The WOLF is dead. The Saint has arrived.

My halo may be slightly askew..... but intact. : )

As for our King....

he 'pings' a lot but it doesn't much.

[Mama_Bear]

LOL!!! What a thing to do to two sweet, innocent little bears!

Thank you (I think)......I will add them to my collection, but they will not be allowed on my profile page until they can behave themselves.

[SAMWolf]

[BigBlueJon]

Good Mornin' everyone. It's great to be here thinking about our vets. And thinking about our Commander-in-Chief closing last night's speech with "Let's Roll". I'm so thankful that this man is in charge of our vets at this time.

[ST.LOUIE1]

Make that: "he 'pings' a lot but it doesn't HURT much."

Sheesh!

[ST.LOUIE1]

Mama_Bear's not into 'bondage bears'.

Little over the edge, don't you think?

[SAMWolf]

Little over the edge, don't you think?

I hope not, just trying to tease, no offense meant.

[Mama_Bear]

Little over the edge, don't you think?

I hope not, just trying to tease, no offense meant.

It's okay guys. No offense taken. I realize it was intended in fun.

Thank you, Louie. :-)

[SAMWolf]

To Osama and the Boys
from an American Wife & Mother:

Well, the government finally named you as a suspect,
so I guess it's fair to talk about you now.
Thought you had us, didn't you?
What a laugh!
You did more to unify this country than George Washington.

See, we Americans had gotten sort of distracted.
We worried about things like lockboxes, taxes, and who was committing hanky panky with whom.
We were too stressed to reach out to one another,
to sit down and talk with our kids,
to call our spouses at work and tell them we loved them.
We were MUCH too busy to even think about giving blood or going to the hardware store to buy and hang an American flag.

You changed all that, Osama, you and your gang of creeps.
I met my neighbors in the park across the street tonight.
We talked quietly while everybody gathered.
Then we lit our candles and just stood there silently, holding them.
Without anybody saying anything, we walked back to our neighborhood and set them on our doorsteps.
They are still burning.
You will never be able to put them out.

See, Osama? You think you get ticked off when someone messes with your culture, your beliefs, your country?
Just wait a minute you flea bitten miserable excuse for human DNA!
You haven't seen anything like the anger of a MOTHER who's son has to go off to defend their homeland against your cowardice and hatred.
You haven't seen anything like the WIFE of a fireman, policeman or EMT who clings to hope wondering if he'll ever return from trying to help his fellowman in your moment of destruction.

You haven't seen anything like the WOMAN who will keep her family,
and her neighbors family, and her best friend's family,
and country's family going when hope and energy falls low.
You haven't seen anything like the good OLE GIRL who weeps tears of agony for family's she's never known or never will meet, just because she cares.

You think the American MEN are bad?
You just better thank your lucky stars that you aren't dealing with one of us American WOMEN right now.
Trust me, the men are the ones showing restraint.
I have heard the best ideas of just how graphically you need to be disposed of lately in the beauty shop, nail salon and the grocery store lines.

I've had more meaningful conversations with my teenager this week than in the last couple of years combined.
Tonight I was driving her to a friend's house when the voice of Lee Greenwood came over the radio singing "I'm Proud to Be an American."
We were stuck in traffic, and normally we would have been snapping at one another.
She started singing along softly with the radio.
I joined in. By the second verse we were singing at the top of our voices with the windows rolled down.
People stuck in traffic on either side of us joined in.
By the time we were finally able to move a little,
perfect strangers were wiping their eyes, blowing their horns and shouting good wishes to one another.

I hung an American flag on my house yesterday for the first time in my life.
I'd like to get another one, but there are no flags or anything else red, white, or blue left in any store in this town.
My daughter and I did find some white and blue ribbon in the sewing box.
Tomorrow we're going to make a huge blue-and-white bow and fasten it to the front grille of the car.

I called my husband at work today just to tell him I loved him.
I hadn't done that for a while - too busy, I guess. It felt wonderful.
We are going to send some money to a fund to help the victims.
Tonight at the dinner table we talked about the various charities and tried to decide which one was best.
Normally we just eat and run.
It was the best dinner table conversation we've had in a long time.
We finally decided on a fund that's been set up for the children of the rescue workers who were killed in New York City.
We'd never given much thought to appreciating all they do for us before now.

My husband and I are on a waiting list to give blood.
It'll be awhile before our names come up; there are over 500 people ahead of us.
There's been a shortage of blood in this area. I wouldn't be
surprised if the blood donated all across this country eventually saves more people than you killed.
That would be a fitting memorial to those who died.

We're sticking together.
Our politicians are rising to the occasion.
Rudy Giuliani and George W. Bush never looked half as statesmanlike as they have this week.
Partisan bickering?
What's that? Half the Congress stood on the steps of the Capitol the other night and sang "God Bless America."

See, Osama, you underestimated us.
And maybe for too long we've been underestimating ourselves.
This is the greatest, strongest, richest, most beautiful country in the world.
Our firefighters, policemen, EMTs, and people like the ones on the plane that crashed in Pennsylvania have reminded us that we're also the bravest and most determined.

You can't destroy us, and you can't stop us. Because we're coming, Osama.

Just thought you oughta know.
And, just to show you how good hearted we Americans are,
I will end by saying THANK YOU because, you have managed to instill back into the heart of every American, young and old, black, white, red, or yellow, what we always knew deep down.
We are strong. We are brave.

We are ONE NATION, UNITED UNDER GOD.
We will overcome this as we have always overcame those moments that tested our very being.

And, Osama, I say this, all the while asking God to forgive ME,
for I do not feel any compassion or have any mercy on your soul,
but...may you and all your cowardly friends soon sit happily in those front row seats you have reserved in Hell.

author unknown

[ST.LOUIE1]

I hope not, just trying to tease, no offense meant.

All's well that ends well.

Thanks, Sam.

[Billie]

WHOA! Bravo to whoever wrote that! I see you posted it here and on yesterday's thread, too - glad you did! Thanks, Sam!

[Victoria Delsoul]

[Billie]

This is too funny not to share. Just scroll right by if you're already received it in YOUR email!

Cajun Dog

George and Osama decided to settle the war once and for all. They sat down and decided to settle the whole dispute with one big dog fight. They agreed that they would have five years to breed the best fighting dogs in the world and whosever dog won would be entitled to dominate the world.

Osama and his dog handler Mohammed found the biggest, meanest Dobermans and Rottweilers in the world, then bred them with the biggest, meanest Siberian wolves they could find. From the litters, they selected the biggest and strongest puppy and trained it day and night to fight to the death.

After five years Osama and Mohammed came up with the biggest, meanest dog the world had ever seen. It's cage needed steel bars that were five inches thick and nobody could get near it.

When the day came for the dog fight, George and his dog handler Boudreaux, showed up with a nine foot long Dachshund. It was the strangest looking dog anyone had ever seen. Boudreaux said it was a Cajun Dachshund.

Everyone felt sorry for George and Boudreaux because they knew there was no way that this poor excuse for a dog could possibly last 10 seconds with Osama's big, mean animal.

When the cages were opened up, the Dachshund slowly came out of it's cage, wagged it's tail, then waddled over towards Osama's dog.

The Doberman/Rottweiler/Wolf snarled and leaped out of it's cage, then charged the poor Dachshund. But when it got close enough to bite the Dachshund's neck, the Dachshund opened it's mouth and ate Osama's dog in one bite. There was nothing left at all of the snarling beast.

Osama came up to George and Boudreaux shaking his head in disbelief. "We don't understand how this could have happened. We had our best people working for five years with the biggest, meanest Dobermans and Rottweilers, and the biggest, meanest Siberian wolves in the world. How did you do this?"

"Da's easy", said Boudreaux, the Cajun. "We 'ad our bess plasic surgins workin' fo' five year for to make dat alligator look like a weenie dog."

[Billie]

Fuzzy Bear Group Hug! (((((((((((((MB/SW/L))))))))))))))

[Billie]

Make that: "he 'pings' a lot but it doesn't HURT much." Sheesh!

Loosen your halo a little bit, sweet thang, it might be on too tight and affecting your speech. :^) ('tis ok - we knew what you meant all along)

[lodwick]

Boudreaux is da man - that's funny! Mornin' all. ;-)

[ST.LOUIE1]

Fuzzy Bear Group Hug! (((((((((((((MB/SW/L))))))))))))))

Huggin' as hard as I can......

on Mama_Bear.

Go get your own bear, Sam. LOL

[ST.LOUIE1]

Loosen your halo a little bit, sweet thang, it might be on too tight

I'll be taking your advice, doll.

and affecting your speech. :^)

And my manners. : )

[Billie]

The thing that is funniest about it is that THAT'S exactly the way George W. works. People "misunderestimate" him all the time, and they are the ones who end up with egg on their face (or a bomb in their back door)

[Billie]

Thanks. Now that's the Louie we've come to know and love.