Kiel
 

Ignore this, i was stupid and i confirmed it myself :yeah:

Oh, no! You don't get off that easily!

What about Kiel, and why should I ignore this?:stare:

Yeah, good question. What about Kiel anyway? :hmmm:

I tried to ignore it but I failed tremendously. :O:

What about Kiel? Well it's a German city located in Germany, there were u-boats there during the war... Well, they weren't there, in the city. They were doing more usefull things like patrolling the seas looking for things to shoot at. :O: :DL

Sorry for my lame attempt at humour. :doh:

There are still U-Boats there, but they don't go out looking to shoot things anymore...

I think... :ahoy:

I was puzzled, that i took 13 hours from Gothenburg Sweden to Kiel in germany, but i confirmed it nearly at the same time as i posted this, wanted to know cause im planning to go there, never been in a Real Uboat yet :salute:

I didn't think it was lame at all.:yeah:

The OP cannot go un-sanctioned. I vote for Kiel hauling.

:rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2::rotfl2:

Silence! I kiel you!:stare:

Note to self: Add kielbasa and sauerkraut to the grocery list.... and don't forget the caraway

With a broken Kiel, a ship has little chance of survival.

We laid the Kiel in September, and she was good!

And I bet in October it'll Berne when you pee.

Oh snap! LMAO Stop you are Kiel-ing me! :rotfl2::rotfl2:

Being in the services often means being deployed when the little one's decide to pop out of the hatch.

A learned from a sailor that the guy has to be there to lay the Kiel but does not have to be there for the launching.

I also learned never to say that to a pregnant woman...

Wise man.

Reminds me of a story some comedian told on the radio a while back. His wife was six months pregnant and he was taking some time off of his usual road schedule to help out with more things at home.

One day he spent several hours doing chores outside the house and running errands. Every time he came through the living room his wife was lying on the couch napping. This went on all day. When he came in late in the afternoon with the dinner he'd picked up somewhere and she was STILL lying on the couch napping, he got a little irritated.

Trying but failing to keep the peevishness out of his voice, he started running down the list of all the things he'd accomplished that day - cutting the grass, sweeping out the garage, getting the oil changed on the cars, et cetera, et cetera. "And," he added, "I also picked up some dinner while I was out. What did you do today?"

"I made your son a kidney," his wife answered.

So he shut up and set the table.

Ayuh, nothin' more needed saying. :)

Wheeew. I'm a little out of breath.

After reading frau kaleuns post, I ran into the livingroom and looked my wife straight in the eye and yelled...

DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT DOING ANY NAPPING !!!

Boy did she give me a funny look. :o

Mensch, if she has to be napping for you to make a baby, you've got bigger problems than I thought!

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