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CRABS!
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A man boarded an airplane in New Orleans , with a box of crabs.
A female crew member took the box and promised to put it in the crew's refrigerator, which s he did. The man firmly advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for the crabs staying frozen, and proceeded to rant and rave about what would happen if she let the crabs thaw out. Shortly before landing in New York , she announced over the intercom to the entire cabin, "Would the gentleman who gave me the crabs in New Orleans, please raise his hand?" Not one hand went up..so she took them home and ate them herself. Men never learn. |
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Hello from Columbia, Mo.
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Welcome Scooter and have a great time!!
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"Taps"
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![]() ![]() I'm so sorry about your friends! My brother served also. Thank you so much for your service to our country! |
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"Taps"
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Actually, as heart touching as it is, this is an urban legend. http://www.snopes.com/music/songs/taps.asp This link to snopes tells the true origin and links documents for reference. I *DO* love the legend though! ~CJ WOW ![]() ![]() |
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"Taps"
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you/re very welcome. Hope you have a great day!! ![]() thanks appreciate it ![]() btw i loved to hear taps at night in bootcamp...i think alot of soldiers do..kinda signifies another day now just dont ask about revielle (sp?) lol ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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"Taps"
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actually "taps" plays every night at 10pm here at where im at..but thats on training bases usually thanks for the history lesson ![]() my son and daughter-in-law are in the Air Force at Little Rock. They are both deployed right now. Thank you for your service to our country!! ![]() |
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"Taps"
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you/re very welcome. Hope you have a great day!!
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"Taps"
Edited by
Journey2008
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Sun 01/27/08 08:23 AM
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It has been brought to my attention that this is an urband ledgend...but it's still a good read. Thanks CJ
![]() If any of you have ever been to a military funeral in which taps were played; this brings out a new meaning of it. Here is something Every American should know. Until I read this, I didn't know, but I checked it out and it's true: We in the United States have all heard the haunting song, "Taps". It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes. But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings. Reportedly , it all began in 1862 during the Civil War, when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia . The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land. During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead. The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army. The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial, despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted. The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral. The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate. But, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician. The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform. This wish was granted. The haunting melody, we now know as "Taps" used at military funerals was born. The words are: Day is done. Gone the sun. From the lakes From the hills. From the sky. All is well. Safely rest. God is nigh. Fading light. Dims the sight. And a star. Gems the sky. Gleaming bright. From afar. Drawing nigh. Falls the night. Thanks and praise. For our days. Neath the sun Neath the stars. Neath the sky. As we go. This we know. God is nigh I too have felt the chills while listening to "Taps" but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along. I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before. Remember Those Lost and Harmed While Serving Their Country. Also Remember Those Who Have Served And Returned; and for those presently serving in the Armed Forces. |
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Morning!
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Good morning! Hope you had a good evening last night?
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something to think about.
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Wouldn't the Morlocks get you? ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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Rubber Gloves
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I thought it was funny
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has any one found
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i mean im flattered and every thing but i just couldnt!! wouldnt feel rite..know what i mean? Jen, depends on how much younger the man is. I agree...the one that contacted me the other day was younger than my own children!!! Can't do that!! |
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has any one found
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I had one guy tell me that older women don't play the games the younger women do, and they have more experience.
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Rubber Gloves
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Next time you use a pair of rubber gloves, you're going to smile when you think of this:
A dentist noticed that his next patient, a little old lady, was nervous so he decided to tell her a little joke as he put on his gloves. "Do you know how they make these gloves?" he asked. "No, I don't," she replied. "Well," he spoofed, "there's a building in Canada with a big tank of latex and workers of all hand sizes walk up to the tank, dip in their hands, let them dry, then peel off the gloves and throw them into boxes of the right size." She didn't crack a smile. "Oh, well. I tried," he thought. But five minutes later, during a delicate portion of the procedure, she burst out laughing.. "What's so funny?" he asked "I was just envisioning how condoms are made!" Gotta watch those little old ladies! Their minds are always working. |
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OK. I'll tell you Monday if I remember. You can e-mail me yashafox@hotmail.com and remind me, if you'd like. Say, did you hear about the guy who went to sleep and dreamt he was a muffler? He woke up exhausted! Must be like me. I schnore! ![]() ![]() ![]() |
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That's a great joke. I'm telling your joke Monday at work. It'll go over big. Red hair and black leather are my two favorite colors, or so the song about the Vincent Black Shadow goes. I'm glad you liked it. Let me know how it went! |
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I don't post many jokes, but I thought that one was cute.
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After their baby was born, the panicked father went to see the Obstetrician. 'Doctor,' the man said, 'I don't mind telling you, but I'm a little upset because my daughter has red hair. She can't possibly be mine.' 'Nonsense,' the doctor said. 'Even though you and your wife both have black hair, one of your ancestors may have contributed red hair to the gene pool.' 'It isn't possible,' the man insisted. 'This can't be, our families on both sides had jet-black hair for generations. ' 'Well,' said the doctor, 'let me ask you this. How often do you have sex?' The man seemed a bit ashamed. 'I've been working very hard for the past year. We only made love once or twice every few months.' 'Well, there you have it!' The doctor said confidently. 'It's rust.' |
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girl already has a boyfriend
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I would be very careful...something just doesn't sound right. Why would someone want to date a person old enough to be their grandparent, if they weren't looking for something?? Money, a place to live, something.
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A little irritated....
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oh madam, he sounds like my ex husband...run, quickly...trust me!!
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