On Tue, Sep 18, 2012 at 1:35 PM, John Fenley <[email protected]> wrote: > Thanks a bunch, and I'm sorry if I offended anyone here.
I don't think you actually offended anyone. We all just like to grumble. We're like a bunch of geriatric patients complaining about the pain all down our left sides and yelling at kids to get off our lawn. Well, I'll tell ya the truth - these guys never did fight in the Great War. Jonathan was off at college and Dale Morrey's dad was friends with a senator so he went to Hawaii for the duration. Me, though - oh, I could tell you a tale that'd put hair on your chest and then turn it white. See here? Look at this scar. I got that one when Charlie came creepin' in through my foxhole. That was just before I drove my Stryker down the hill at Normandy. And my back hurts every time the weather's changing. That's thanks to the Krauts I fought off - twenty of them, singlehandedly - in the sands of Agincourt. They liked to fight beside their women, and when I finished strangling the last one with his own entrails, well... let's just say I wouldn't be surprised if there are a few Filipinos walking around today with my eyes. Don't let those other folks scare you none, they never seen a day of hard work if it bit 'em in the knee. Me though, I'm the genuine article. Never told a tall tale in my life. Me you can trust. -Dan /* PLUG: http://plug.org, #utah on irc.freenode.net Unsubscribe: http://plug.org/mailman/options/plug Don't fear the penguin. */
