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#722
05-23-2008, 10:32 AM
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You know what Hafner needs?
He needs BatterBuddy. Yes...you stick it in your ear when ready to bat ...and turn it on.Here's what Hafner would hear: OK buddy...let's go to the nice batters box ( pretty music plays in the background). Comfy? Isn't this nice? Say "hi" to Mr. Umpire and Mr. Catcher...they are our friends. Yes they are! OK...now feel like the Hank Aaron you really are...relaxed ,confident.....see yourself hitting a home run. Do you see Mr. Pitcher? He is going to throw us a big fat one so we may hit it. He is our friend,too. Good. Here---he's going into his wind up....watch closely....relax. Here comes the ball. OH MY GOD!! IT'S COMING VERY FAST!!......OH LOOK AT IT TWIST AND TURN!!! WHATTAYA GONNA DO!? YOU BETTER SWING!!..YOU BETTER SWING!!......SWING AT THAT FUCl<ER!!! Oh poo....you missed. Can't you do anything right? 
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#730
05-23-2008, 12:05 PM
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Whiskey Island Drive!!??
Is that where the CheapWhiskeyDancer originated?
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#733
05-23-2008, 12:16 PM
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I don't remember all the details, but do know that it involved donuts and near death experiences. Would it be possible to be directed to the location where this occurred?
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#734
05-23-2008, 12:46 PM
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Oh yes...I remember it well. The one that involved crazed Canadians...I believe. I am almost sure Sighty-PooHO started that date thread here in eso. I'll see what I can do.
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#735
05-23-2008, 01:17 PM
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OK....so......I once became embroiled in a battle of tits here. There were at least two who seemed to think the NFL is more important than the veterans who have fought in wars for this country...some died.
Let me make this clear....I am not a "my country right or wrong" guy. But what I won't stand for is people not wanting to honor those who went through so much as to allow the great thoughts put down in our Constitution to live on. I know they don't always get carried through in real life....and that True swine try to fucl< with the Constitution. I think you catch my drift......but since I absolutely will not be here Monday ,nor ever again,I want to make sure someone remembers. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCavK...eature=related http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7Wt4XlXUrc Don't forget those people who sacrificed so much....because when this country becomes overwhelmed by cheap suv driving,cell phone yakking colusionists---well then we're finished. Don't let these TrueSwine win. Don't forget our soldiers.
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#736
05-23-2008, 01:31 PM
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#738
05-23-2008, 02:10 PM
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I think some of you believe I lied about a certain gangs clubhouse.
Go to Paul Revere Elementary School, 10706 Sandusky Ave, Cleveland, Cuyahoga, Ohio, United States You will have to click down west on the street until you reach 104th street....then look to your left or north. You see that empty lot? That was their clubhouse. 
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#739
05-23-2008, 02:26 PM
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War Poem
casualties of war © By Sherry L. Eichler men go off to war every generation pays it's dues war does not discriminate there are many ways to loose some will live and some will die some are caught between for as fate twists it's crooked path some slip into places unseen war is never black and white there are several different hues often living is the hardest part no one gets to choose let not the surface fool you not all casualties are carried if the truth be told the soldiers we hold are not the men we married
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#740
05-23-2008, 02:28 PM
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War Poem
I Looked in the Eyes of a Soldier © By Angy M. Tarbutton I looked in the eyes of a Soldier So much did I see All the adolescence innocence was gone There stood a new man in front of me I saw fear and frustration The feeling of where do I fit in If they only knew what I've done They could never love me again! I saw pride and self-confidence He was a Soldier proud and true He could take on anything Bring on an enemy or two I saw peace and remembrance As he visited with family and friends The memories of the good times That he thought would never end I saw the pain and suffering As his mind drifted far away Remembering the hell he's been in Not knowing if he'll go back some day I saw the anger and aggressiveness That a soldier needs to survive The temper rising back in the states At the remarks from a wise guy Before I looked away Tears began to fall Before me stood a Soldier Who has given his life for us all!
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