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What's everyone up to tonight?
11BravoCrunchie
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I'm watching movies and drinking Captain and Cokes and Dr. Captains (Captain Morgan and Dr. Pepper).
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Reading Poe
ah sweet lenore!
i am messing around on the computer and sense i cant go without watching it everytime its on, watchin 300
THIS IS SPARTA!
Well here's some Kipling for you.
The Grave of the Hundred Head
There's a widow in sleepy Chester
Who weeps for her only son;
There's a grave on the Pabeng River,
A grave that the Burmans shun;
And there's Subadar Prag Tewarri
Who tells how the work was done.
A Snider squibbed in the jungle,
Somebody laughed and fled,
And the men of the First Shikaris
Picked up their Subaltern dead,
With a big blue mark in his forehead
And the back blown out of his head.
Subadar Prag Tewarri,
Jemadar Hira Lal,
Took command of the party,
Twenty rifles in all,
Marched them down to the river
As the day was beginning to fall.
They buried the boy by the river,
A blanket over his face --
They wept for their dead Lieutenant,
The men of an alien race --
They made a samadh in his honor,
A mark for his resting-place.
For they swore by the Holy Water,
They swore by the salt they ate,
That the soul of Lieutenant Eshmitt Sahib
Should go to his God in state,
With fifty file of Burmans
To open him Heaven's gate.
The men of the First Shikaris
Marched till the break of day,
Till they came to the rebel village,
The village of Pabengmay --
A jingal covered the clearing,
Calthrops hampered the way.
Subadar Prag Tewarri,
Bidding them load with ball,
Halted a dozen rifles
Under the village wall;
Sent out a flanking-party
With Jemadar Hira Lal.
The men of the First Shikaris
Shouted and smote and slew,
Turning the grinning jingal
On to the howling crew.
The Jemadar's flanking-party
Butchered the folk who flew.
Long was the morn of slaughter,
Long was the list of slain,
Five score heads were taken,
Five score heads and twain;
And the men of the First Shickaris
Went back to their grave again,
Each man bearing a basket
Red as his palms that day,
Red as the blazing village --
The village of Pabengmay,
And the "drip-drip-drip" from the baskets
Reddened the grass by the way.
They made a pile of their trophies
High as a tall man's chin,
Head upon head distorted,
Set in a sightless grin,
Anger and pain and terror
Stamped on the smoke-scorched skin.
Subadar Prag Tewarri
Put the head of the Boh
On the top of the mound of triumph,
The head of his son below --
With the sword and the peacock-banner
That the world might behold and know.
Thus the samadh was perfect,
Thus was the lesson plain
Of the wrath of the First Shikaris --
The price of a white man slain;
And the men of the First Shikaris
Went back into camp again.
Then a silence came to the river,
A hush fell over the shore,
And Bohs that were brave departed,
And Sniders squibbed no more;
For the Burmans said
That a white man's head
Must be paid for with heads five-score.
There's a widow in sleepy Chester
Who weeps for her only son;
There's a grave on the Pabeng River,
A grave that the Burmans shun;
And there's Subadar Prag Tewarri
Who tells how the work was done.
Zuly, you have mail.[:D]
As do you, Danny.
quote:Originally posted by dheffley
Zuly, you have mail.[:D]
As do you, Danny.
[:D][:D][:D][:D][:D]
Hawkeye and Trapper?????? [:D]
Dr. captains???
Hawkeye and Trapper?????? [:D]
[:D][:D][:D] That's funny. But why not Hawkeye and BJ?
pooping my pants worrying about my operation...im going into hospital monday afternoon and getting cut open on tuesday morning, im not worried about the operation...im just worried about waking up from it, apparently from what ive been told i will be in a lot of pain..well, a lot more than im in now[:(]...i wish i could knock back a few whiskys, it might help me relax, but with the pain pills im on it would be stupid...oh well, i`ll just chew on another fingernail.
Dan, you'll be in my prayers. What are they looking for?
the more i think about it the more nervous im getting.
i think it would have been easier if i was operated on the day i got hurt ...then i wouldnt have had time to think about it.
they are doing a cervical fusion on my neck, i hurt it at work, ive got a leaking disc, and the surgeon says there is only a 60% chance surgery will fix the problem...he is taking the disc out and plating two vertabrae into one near the bottom of my neck.
the more i think about it the more nervous im getting.
i think it would have been easier if i was operated on the day i got hurt ...then i wouldnt have had time to think about it.
Easy solution: STOP BLEENING THINKING ABOOT IT!
Seriously though, good luck to you. I know I wouldn't want to be in your shoes right now. Prayers sent.