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Well for the hell of it I will say "HEY" too. Been hanging out on "Caseys hill" the last week or so.... The night life is, uh...... lively. Putting in a Pizza joint / Bar...
Damn, you are finally back. Have you stopped pouting over me not answering your phone call during my training class?
Yeah, saw you up on "the hill" the other day. Wonder how the shopping was at the "Castle"...? Never mind.
Glad to see you back here, frankly you are the life of the party and this party needs some life breathe back into it.
Damn, you are finally back. Have you stopped pouting over me not answering your phone call during my training class?
Yeah, saw you up on "the hill" the other day. Wonder how the shopping was at the "Castle"...? Never mind.
Glad to see you back here, frankly you are the life of the party and this party needs some life breathe back into it.
Well, If you spent as much on Trannys as I have you would go into hiding as well. And by trannys I mean Transmissions. Seems as though it got pretty dead here. HUH, Lets blame it on Tommy. Whear is my Bunnies anyway?
Well, If you spent as much on Trannys as I have you would go into hiding as well. And by trannys I mean Transmissions. Seems as though it got pretty dead here. HUH, Lets blame it on Tommy. Whear is my Bunnies anyway?
Thanks for clearing up the first sentence of your post... I actually did a double take reading it over a few times before moving on to the rest of the post that explained what you meant. Whew...!
Kilgore: Smell that? You smell that?
Lance: What?
Kilgore: Napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that.
[kneels]
Kilgore: I love the smell of napalm in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed, for 12 hours. When it was all over, I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em, not one stinkin' dink body. The smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole hill. Smelled like
[sniffing, pondering]
Kilgore: victory. Someday this war's gonna end...