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[OntheRidge]

Thank you for posting that.

I had no idea...couldn't figure out the original post with the image, which I honestly did not like the language, but I get the point now.

Still don't see any humor in it though...

Agreed, wrong forum for that.

 

[Magicman]

 

[85Hokie]

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That's me but with sour cream ----- don't tell me it is in the food and I'm ok!

 

[Daren Todd]

That's me but with sour cream ----- don't tell me it is in the food and I'm ok!

My mother in law was like that with onions.

 

[Ridelght]

A hunter goes into the woods to hunt a bear. He carries his trusty 22-gauge rifle with him. After a while, he spots a very large bear, takes aim, and fires. When the smoke clears, the bear is gone. A moment later, the bear taps the hunter on the shoulder and says, “No one shoots at me and gets away with it. You have two choices: I can rip your throat out and eat you, or you can drop your trousers, bend over, and I’ll [insert appropriate colloquialism for sodomy here].” The hunter decides that anything is better than death, so he drops his trousers and bends over; and the bear does what he said he would do. After the bear has left, the hunter pulls up his trousers and staggers back into town. He’s pretty mad. He buys a much larger gun and returns to the forest. He sees the same bear, aims, and fires. When the smoke clears, the bear is gone. A moment later the bear taps the hunter on the shoulder and says, “You know what to do.” Afterward, the hunter pulls up his trousers, crawls back into town, and buys a bazooka. Now he’s really mad. He returns to the forest, sees the bear, aims, and fires. The force of the bazooka blast knocks him flat on his back. When the smoke clears, the bear is standing over him and says, “You’re not doing this for the hunting, are you?”

 

[i7win7]

 

[i7win7]

 

[Magicman]

 

[Newlyme]

Agreed, wrong forum for that.

There is never a wrong time, place, or forum to to bring attention to and thank a veteran for their service.
To all of the Veterans and their families, Thank You.

 

[6869704x4]

 

[DaTow'd]

A woman brings eight-year-old Johnny home and tells his mother that he was caught playing doctors and nurses with Mary, her eight-year old daughter.

Johnny's mother says, "Let's not be too harsh on them.... they are bound to be curious about Sex at that age."

"Curious about Sex?" replies Mary's mother. "He's taken her appendix out!"

 

[i7win7]

 

[i7win7]

 

[Yooper]

Comedian on the old Johnny Carson show: I have this BIL that drives 8 hours to get to our deer camp. On the the way he stops at Taco Bell and orders half a dozen bean burritos to eat during the drive. When he gets to camp he cooks and eats his five alarm chili and during the course of the night he downs a couple of pepperoni pizzas and a case of beer. And he just can’t figure out why he never sees any deer. Meanwhile on the other side of the land we watch deer exiting the swamp with their front hooves raised in the air, some waving white flags and occasionally one will even tie itself to the roof of a car! We’re talking about an animal that can smell water 5 miles away!

 

[Magicman]

 

[Fordtech86]

 

[Daylight]

I was away for a few days (WW1 Armistice is an official holiday in many European countries), but this should clarify things further:

In Flanders Fields

In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below.

www.poetryfoundation.org

For the Fallen

But where our desires are and our hopes profound, Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight, To the innermost heart of their own land they are known As the stars are known to the Night; As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust, Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain; As the stars…

www.poetryfoundation.org

Here in Flanders, we don't celebrate "heroes" that day; we sadly remember the millions of poor slobs on both sides, massacred to no avail, for no good reason. One look at the Menin Gate in Ypres, with the names of more than 54,000 British soldiers "known unto God" (i.e. vanished without a trace. Ripped to pieces by shellfire, buried alive, drowned in the Flemish mud,...), or at Kathe Kollwitz's "Grieving parents" in the German military cemetery in Vladslo (preferably under a low, grey sky with the wind chasing the rain) is enough... Rather than being heroes, they would have preferred to live.

Thank you for posting that.

I had no idea...couldn't figure out the original post with the image, which I honestly did not like the language, but I get the point now.

Still don't see any humor in it though...

 

[Magicman]

 

[ayak]

 

[Daren Todd]