In a message dated 10/1/2005 9:06:35 PM Eastern Daylight Time, email@example.com writes: No more comments here. I’ll try not to talk on anything. LurkingMessage 1 of 13 , Oct 1, 2005View SourceIn a message dated 10/1/2005 9:06:35 PM Eastern Daylight Time, tmix@... writes:
No more comments here. I’ll try not to talk on anything. Lurking is the only way to live.Please say it aint so Tom. Mine was only an observation not a complaint.Bill Bruner
Aaaaggghhh!! Don t go there...Sir...LOL... GnrlJEJohnston@aol.com wrote:In a message dated 10/1/2005 11:54:13 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, firstname.lastname@example.orgMessage 2 of 13 , Oct 1, 2005View SourceAaaaggghhh!! Don't go there...Sir...LOL...
GnrlJEJohnston@... wrote:In a message dated 10/1/2005 11:54:13 A.M. Eastern Standard Time, hvonbork@... writes:
Subject: PotatoeThis must be the Indiana spelling
It isn t even what I mean t...Nor mean t to start....... My Apologies Shotgun........ Respectfully your Humble Servant, Capt. McCracken................Message 3 of 13 , Oct 1, 2005View SourceIt isn't even what I mean't...Nor mean't to start.......My Apologies Shotgun........Respectfully your Humble Servant,Capt. McCracken................
keeno2@... wrote:I believe the topic was the spelling of potato. It's certainly off topic, but it ain't politics.Ken
Been out for a week, Capt. I Just love southern home fries. LMAO -- Respectfully, John Hooper ... Subject: Potatoe Well, Girl Potato and Boy Potato had eyesMessage 4 of 13 , Oct 9, 2005View SourceBeen out for a week, Capt. I Just love southern home fries. LMAO--
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Well, Girl Potato and Boy Potato
had eyes for each other,
and finally they got married,
and had a little sweet potato,
which they called 'Yam.'
Of course, they wanted the best for Yam.
When it was time,
they told her about the facts of life.
They warned her about going out
and getting half-baked,
so she wouldn't get accidentally mashed,
and get a bad name for herself like
'Hot Potato,' and end up with a bunch of Tater Tots.
Yam said not to worry,
no Spud would get her into
the sack and make a rotten potato out of her!
But on the other hand
she wouldn't stay home
and become a Couch Potato either.
She would get plenty of exercise
so as not to be skinny
like her Shoestring cousins.
When she went off to Europe,
Mr. and Mrs. Potato told Yam
to watch out for the hard-boiled guys from Ireland.
And the greasy guys from France
called the French Fries.
And when she went out west,
to watch out for the Indians
so she wouldn't get scalloped.
Yam said she would stay on
the straight and narrow and wouldn't associate
with those high class Yukon Golds,
or the ones from the other side of the tracks
who advertise their trade
on all the trucks that say,
Mr. and Mrs. Potato sent Yam to Idaho P.U.
(that's Potato University)
so that when she graduated
she'd really be in the Chips.
But in spite of all they did for her,
one-day Yam came home and announced
she was going to marry
Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset.
They told Yam she couldn't
possibly marry Tom Brokaw
because he's just.......
Are you ready for this?
Are you sure?
OK! Here it is!
A COMMON TATER
I realize things got a lil onery lately. Hope this
can put a smile on a few faces; even for those who dislike me.....
My apologies if I've offended anyone.....
Respectfully Your Humble Servant,
Capt. McCracken / Mo. Partisan