I don't care and I doubt anyone else reading cares. They will never get it, because they don't understand the code.

If I'm the nurse of laughter, don't expect your bed pan changed.

I'm from NC, even though I was hatched in SC.

You did validate my statement, admit it or be known a "Tuc" as in

Ken tuc e my tail and run....

Thanks for saying "interesting", but I know you were just being nice. You're one of my favorite mods, after SS. Don't get me wrong, I don't like him, but I find him interesting.

Wait, whut?

OMG Y'all threw down the gauntlet
 

Now you guys are in trouble.

And we thought Socko was bad. You ain't seen nothin yet.

Nurse, I need my enema. Chop chop.:arrgh!:

Yes sir. Quite familiar with the practice having driven Semi across Round on both ends and hi in the middle numerous times. It was like being on a roller coaster packed with screaming children. I did most of the screamiing... at all those myopic octogenarians putting along in the passing lane on I-71.:Kaleun_Mad:

So, your momma dressed you funny and sent you to Raleigh
 

Your ma mommas' name is North Carolina?
How.....Odd! But interesting. I guess you called her NC for short.
I called mine plain old Ma. Anything else and ya got smacked upside the head. Probably why I'm deranged.

Fire, are you going to let him get away with calling you Ken? A plastic doll with no genitalia? Maybe that's what he meant by tucke tail between legs, I don't know. He gets that way after his semi annual bloodletting.

For all we know, he might be fantasizing about being your Barbie
Nurse! Leech him again! Just to be sure we get all the cynicism.

A civil bore?
 

General Lewis Addison "Lothario" Armistead( Lo to his friends)(G Lo to his other friends) was shot three times at the battle of Gettysburg while leading Picketts charge at the wall. He never was all that intelligent. Dropped out of war college and ascended the ranks by brown nosing hs superiors. He saw limited action in the war of 1812 and even less action with the ladies. A fact that frustrated him into collecting "binders of women" aka Playboy magazines.
The Yankee doctors who attended this newly acquired Rebel Cur didn't think his wounds would be fatal. He proved them wrong just to spite them damned Yankees. And he died of complications, having never fulfilled his dreams of seducing every woman he ever came across or writing,directing and starring in a successful Broadway play about collisions between democracy and communism.. Some say he converted to fife playiing before the end. That's why they called it Bull Run.
Last known photo of General Lohttp://i205.photobucket.com/albums/b...rbert_RP-1.jpg


Hmm, sounds like someone I know.:hmm2:

You're as sharp as a cannonball. I don't need you to explain the battle of Gettysburg, I was there. Really, I was in the actual battle, I marched that long mile {Did almost trip over the fake carpet grass they used to cover the road} and I charged into 1000 guns firing.

That is the first place ever I saw her face, my wife that it. I walked into the Bloody Bucket Bar and Grill, there she was, sitting at a table talking to Sam Elliot and Buck Taylor. How to get the attention of such a beauty, not Sam, my wife. I walked right up in my dusty uniform, pulled my Colt revolver and said in my best Josey Wales voice "You boys best be getting out of town". The rest of the story is legend, only the few there know the truth, but it was I, that stole the beauty from Sam Elliot and Buck Taylor and left them with the tab. It made me a legend to my fellow re-enactors.

I was there two weeks. It was amazing to do Pickett's charge, it really gave you a feel for what they went through that day. The only thing missing was gore, ever notice no blood in the movie. Also funny, when the wind got up, fake beards would fly off, but somehow they resolved that.
Often we got notices, most the groups camped near on the farms in the park, seems several hundred didn't like using those plastic outhouses, unless Jane Fonda used one "she actually did" on site and then all the guys lined up on that one so they could say their neked butt was on the same potty as hers....

The worse thing is many of us had to play double rolls, I died twice as Blue Belly and several times as a Reb. One problem arose, several of the Yank groups wanted to do Pickett's charge, but for that one they let us southern boys do it. With all the cannon/guns going off, thick smoke, it got rather chaotic, damn near choked.

I think I did a great job, when the camera passed by or I saw one pointing at me, I really got into it, did some dramatic dying..." I'm hit boys, go on without me" then I would grab my heart, fall over and twitch on the ground for effect... I don't know how they missed it, maybe the smoke. I've watched that movie 100 times and think I see myself on the ground for 1.5 seconds.

All that, we got a T-shirt and a certificate for our efforts.

Careful Wolferz. I am letting him getting away with calling me Ken. That is my real name (seriously). :rock: In middle school, I did have a friend named Barb. We never dated and we were still getting the "Ken and Barbie" jokes. :haha: Maybe that's why we never dated. :hmm2: My wife does have Barbie's figure. :yep: Okay, she did when we married. :o

Are you sure you're not talking about Captain Wernher? :har:

:har:

Absolutely great story! :rock:

Pfffft!:hmmm:

Now I know it doesn't take much to entertain Steve.
Here, play with this brick and you can call yourself a mason.
It was fresh laid by General Lothario over there in yon job johnny reb. Right after he charged the guns and his mutton chops caught fire. We only found out about it when the ppop suckin truck came and it stopped up his hose.
My stutter is back. dd damn it!