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"David LaCourse" wrote in message
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On 2009-11-22 08:14:27 -0500, "Mark Bowen" said:


"Frank Reid © 2008" wrote in message
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On Nov 21, 6:15 am, "Tom Littleton" wrote:
"John B" wrote in message

... john ... who got home
from New Orleans and ordered a case of CDM
coffee...

cheaper, and of longer effect, than the lapdances!
Tom
p.s. who was delighted to find both major NO coffee
brands available in VA. They join the crabmeat, scallops
and fresh fish in the cooler, every trip back from there, now!

Tom, how did you post your replay to Baker 1 hour and 45 minutes
before he wrote his post? Check your computer time.
Frank Reid

DUH! He's psychotic! Everyone know that.
Op

Double duh! Tom is not psychotic. He may be psychic, however. And, not
everyone knowS that.

Pedantic idiot with an education. You on the sauce again?

Davey




Don't you mean 'physic?...I highly suspect that's one of those
Freudian..Fraudian...how do you spell him anyway...? ladies underwear slips
you are so longing to be inside...wait.....wait just minute...

we had a thread about goats and clothes and lonely old Roffians.... didn't
we???

Wow...I said 'that?'

john

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David LaCourse wrote:
On 2009-11-22 08:14:27 -0500, "Mark Bowen" said:


"Frank Reid © 2008" wrote in message
...
On Nov 21, 6:15 am, "Tom Littleton" wrote:
"John B" wrote in message

... john ... who got home
from New Orleans and ordered a case of CDM
coffee...

cheaper, and of longer effect, than the lapdances!
Tom
p.s. who was delighted to find both major NO coffee
brands available in VA. They join the crabmeat, scallops
and fresh fish in the cooler, every trip back from there, now!

Tom, how did you post your replay to Baker 1 hour and 45 minutes
before he wrote his post? Check your computer time.
Frank Reid

DUH! He's psychotic! Everyone know that.
Op

Double duh! Tom is not psychotic. He may be psychic, however. And,
not everyone knowS that.

Pedantic idiot with an education. You on the sauce again?

Davey



Dave - I know i'm stomping into others' battlegrounds here, but Mark
knows the difference between "psychic" and "psychotic". the use of
"psychotic" was (is) one of his inside jokes and an intentional play on
or with words for humorous effect. it's also a running joke with mark,
as he's used it more than once, and soberly played. most of us know
this, but it apparently was new to you. anyway...thought you should know.

jeff (back to the sidelines on another field, far, far away)

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On 2009-11-23 06:47:41 -0500, jeff said:

Mark knows the difference between "psychic" and "psychotic".

Well, I should hope so. He is so well educated, you know.

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On Nov 23, 6:08*am, David LaCourse wrote:
On 2009-11-23 06:47:41 -0500, jeff said:

Mark knows the difference between "psychic" and "psychotic".

Well, I should hope so. *He is so well educated, you know.

You know, you really shouldn't let your lack of an education eat at
you so much. After all, a lifetime of sucking at the public tit has
worked pretty well for you.....right?

g.

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On 2009-11-23 07:30:28 -0500, Giles said:

On Nov 23, 6:08*am, David LaCourse wrote:
On 2009-11-23 06:47:41 -0500, jeff said:

Mark knows the difference between "psychic" and "psychotic".

Well, I should hope so. *He is so well educated, you know.

You know, you really shouldn't let your lack of an education eat at
you so much. After all, a lifetime of sucking at the public tit has
worked pretty well for you.....right?

g.

You're a liar.

I began my working career when I was ten - a daily and Sunday newspaper
route. I gave it up at age 14 to pick strawberries in early summer,
and shade grown tobacco in the high heat of summer. Try picking
tobacco, Wolfgang. Ain't much fun. At 16 I was hired at a supermarket
putting out stock. I worked there every day after school 3 - 9 and on
Saturdays from 9 - 3 pm for $0.75/hour. No football. No golf. No
basketball. Nada. I worked because I was poor. When I graduated from
HS at 18 I was at a loss as to what I wanted to do. I worked for Swift
and Co. in the office making $80/week. But it was clear that the only
promotion would be thru attrition. I went looking for a better job
each day on my lunch hour and every prospective employer questioned my
lack of military service. The draft was on and although the chance of
getting drafted was very small (this was in 1956), everyone I
interviewed with questioned it. College was out - good grades, but no
money, no desire.

So, off to the Navy - get it over with. But, surprise, suprise. I
loved what I was doing. I was very good at it as all the rewards and
decorations show. Against the will of the girl I was engaged to, I
shipped over as an E-5 about to become an E-6. I chose the Navy and
not the girl. (Still see her. She lives about an hour away from our
new home in Georgia. Lovely woman - always was, and always will be.)
So I spent 20 years in the Navy, underpayed and overworked, saw my
share of harm's way, and loved every minute of it. I retired in 1956
and went to work with Honeywell Electro-optics.

Loved Honeywell. I worked with infra-red detectors as a technician,
and then as an engineering aide. Two years later a head hunter got me
to interview at another electronics company. With a very nice raise
offered, I took the job and worked for 17 more years with laser fiber
optics. That is where I met Dr. Jo my future wife.

I retired again in 1992 at age 55 with a very nice buy-out and lots of
stock and stock options. Then followed more than ten years of
part-time work (two days a week) teaching cops high performance
driving. At $400/day, it kept me in fishing money. I finally retired
at that when I was 69 - the days were too long and the Gs too much.

So, I remained employed from age 12 to age 69, or for 57 of my 72
years, or put another way, 79% of my life.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get a Navy retirement, but surely you don't
begrudge me that stipend. And yes, I started to draw SS at age 65, but
again, it is a stipend and I did work and pay all those many years.
But most important, Wolfgang, I give back to my country for everything
it did for me. I am very generous with my time, talents, and
treasures, far more so than you will ever be. And, once again, you are
a liar.

So, what the **** IS your problem? If it get in your craw that badly,
I will continue to do it. Ain't life grand, Wolfgang? d;o)

Dave (generous senior citizen who just happens to be retired three
times with three incomes)

PS: I picked up all the edumacation I would ever need by OJT and a
couple of years of college courses. But most importantly, I am not a
pedant like you and your hillbilly butt boy.

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On Nov 23, 8:22*am, David LaCourse wrote:
The draft was on and although the chance of
getting drafted was very small (this was in 1956), everyone I
[...]
So I spent 20 years in the Navy, underpayed and overworked, saw my
share of harm's way, and loved every minute of it. *I retired in 1956
and went to work with Honeywell Electro-optics.

Funny, time worked the same way in my marriage.

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On 2009-11-23 08:22:40 -0500, David LaCourse said:

I retired in 1956

Correction: I retired from the Navy in 1976.

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"David LaCourse" wrote in message
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On 2009-11-23 08:22:40 -0500, David LaCourse said:

I retired in 1956

Correction: I retired from the Navy in 1976.


shoot, and I was about to complement you on being spry for a 96 year old.
Tom

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"jeff" wrote in message
. ..
David LaCourse wrote:
On 2009-11-22 08:14:27 -0500, "Mark Bowen" said:


"Frank Reid © 2008" wrote in message
...
On Nov 21, 6:15 am, "Tom Littleton" wrote:
"John B" wrote in message

... john ... who got home
from New Orleans and ordered a case of CDM
coffee...

cheaper, and of longer effect, than the lapdances!
Tom
p.s. who was delighted to find both major NO coffee
brands available in VA. They join the crabmeat, scallops
and fresh fish in the cooler, every trip back from there, now!

Tom, how did you post your replay to Baker 1 hour and 45 minutes
before he wrote his post? Check your computer time.
Frank Reid

DUH! He's psychotic! Everyone know that.
Op

Double duh! Tom is not psychotic. He may be psychic, however. And, not
everyone knowS that.

Pedantic idiot with an education. You on the sauce again?

Davey



Dave - I know i'm stomping into others' battlegrounds here, but Mark
knows the difference between "psychic" and "psychotic". the use of
"psychotic" was (is) one of his inside jokes and an intentional play on or
with words for humorous effect. it's also a running joke with mark, as
he's used it more than once, and soberly played. most of us know this,
but it apparently was new to you. anyway...thought you should know.

jeff (back to the sidelines on another field, far, far away)

Oh Mr. Miller, you should never have come to my aid, as the hornswagglin'
bilge rat noS know shame. Eerie-gardless, the buck-an-ear warmonger had me
dead to rites. Unfortunately, given an easy broadside his focus, aim, and
shot went askew, much as his political tirades due. Apparently, his grog
blossomed snout has further blurred his myopic outlook on life. Verily, the
pedantic idiot, without, education should have emphasized my misspelling of
the word "nose." Sadly, his sweetness is never happy, lest he be hanging the
jib or toting the hempen halter.

Franks four da thaught dough!

Op --Hey Wolfgang, ya got any shiny nickels to spare, what ya wanna bet
that some slimy squid reads me my last rights. (I'll give ya 2 ta 8 odds.
There is true meaning in them numbers, if ya knowS what I mean, wink, wink,
nod, nod.)

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On Nov 23, 7:22*am, David LaCourse wrote:
On 2009-11-23 07:30:28 -0500, Giles said:

On Nov 23, 6:08*am, David LaCourse wrote:
On 2009-11-23 06:47:41 -0500, jeff said:

Mark knows the difference between "psychic" and "psychotic".

Well, I should hope so. *He is so well educated, you know.

You know, you really shouldn't let your lack of an education eat at
you so much. *After all, a lifetime of sucking at the public tit has
worked pretty well for you.....right?

g.

You're a liar.

So, sue me.

I began my working career when I was ten - a daily and Sunday newspaper
route. *I gave it up at age 14 to pick strawberries in early summer,
and shade grown tobacco in the high heat of summer.

See, I don't believe a word of that.

Try picking tobacco,

No, thank you.

Wolfgang.

Who?

Ain't much fun.

Then why would anyone want to try it? Not too bright, maybe?

At 16 I was hired at a supermarket putting out stock.

Yeah, you and Horatio Alger. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

I worked there every day after school 3 - 9 and on
Saturdays from 9 - 3 pm for $0.75/hour. *No football. *No golf. *No
basketball. *Nada.

Nope.....don't believe any of that either.

I worked because I was poor.

Well, you were also an idiot.

When I graduated from
HS at 18 I was at a loss as to what I wanted to do.

This is starting to get tedious.

I worked for Swift
and Co. in the office making $80/week.

They make boats, right?

But it was clear that the only
promotion would be thru attrition.

Thus explaining a lifelong worship of death.

I went looking for a better job each day on my lunch hour

Wasn't a great market for imbeciles in your neighborhood in them days,
huh?

and every prospective employer questioned my
lack of military service.

You're a liar.

The draft was on and although the chance of
getting drafted was very small (this was in 1956),

But not small enough to ignore or to prevent night sweats, eh?

everyone I interviewed with questioned it.

Really? They actually questioned "it"? Well.....gosh.

College was out -

No, duh.

good grades,

Uh huh.

but no money,

Tsk, tsk.

no desire.

Well, some things never change.

So, off to the Navy - get it over with.

****in' A ditty bag! Suck it up! Be a man!

But, surprise, suprise. *I loved what I was doing.

O.k., YOU may have been surprised, but I'm not.

I was very good at it as all the rewards and
decorations show.

To be sure, but drinking free coffee and cheap beer and growing a fat
ass at someone else's expense ain't really all that hard to be good
at.

Against the will of the girl I was engaged to, I
shipped over as an E-5 about to become an E-6. *I chose the Navy and
not the girl.

She wouldn't support you and they would.....whose goo ya gonna gobble?

(Still see her. *She lives about an hour away from our
new home in Georgia. *Lovely woman - always was, and always will be.)

Gallant. OH so gallant! :)

So I spent 20 years in the Navy, underpayed and overworked, saw my
share of harm's way, and loved every minute of it.

My hero!

I retired in 1956

Shortly before enlisting.....hey, you're even better at this than I
thought!

and went to work with Honeywell Electro-optics.

Free coffee? Not much reason to get off one's ass?

Loved Honeywell.

Dipping honey from the well......yeah, of course you loved it.

I worked with infra-red detectors as a technician,

ooh!

and then as an engineering aide.

ooh!

Two years later a head hunter got me

HURRAH! :)

to interview at another electronics company.

oh.....THAT kind of head hunter. :(

With a very nice raise
offered, I took the job and worked for 17 more years with laser fiber
optics.

ooh!

free coffee......right?

That is where I met Dr. Jo my future wife.

Hm. Does Jo, your current wife (if rumors are to be given any
credence) know about Jo, your future wife......or vice versa? Does
she have money?

I retired again in 1992 at age 55 with a very nice buy-out and lots of
stock and stock options.

That's like.....um.....money and stuff......right?

Then followed more than ten years of
part-time work (two days a week) teaching cops high performance
driving.

ooh. you make me wet.

At $400/day, it kept me in fishing money.

And you did this.......um.....sitting on your fat ass......right?

I finally retired
at that when I was 69 - the days were too long and the Gs too much.

Yeah, boy, those hairpin turns.....what.....18, maybe 24 Gs, huh?

So, I remained employed from age 12 to age 69, or for 57 of my 72
years, or put another way, 79% of my life.

In the penitentiary, in Atlanta, I knew an old man
(69......coincidence is the great fundamental driving principle of the
universe) who had been incarcerated for nearly all of his life, for
one crime or another, from about age 12. In all that time he had been
required to perform some inconsequential menial task or other in order
to obtain some small privileges and income. Roughly 79% of his life
(I'm content to rely on your math.......idiot that you are.....it's
bound to be better than stevie's).

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I get a Navy retirement, but surely you don't
begrudge me that stipend.

I don't begrudge you anything, imbecile. There's only one person in
this newsgroup (and in this particular exchange) who routinely
excoriates and vilifies American military veterans......and it ain't
me.

Pig.

And yes, I started to draw SS at age 65, but
again, it is a stipend and I did work and pay all those many years.

You don't know the meaning of the word "work", nor most others, for
that matter.

Maggot.


But most important, Wolfgang, I give back to my country for everything
it did for me.

You disgust me.

I am very generous with my time, talents, and
treasures, far more so than you will ever be.

Your treasures are, as they have always been, someone else's. Your
talents are a fantasy. And your time is growing mercifully short.

And, once again, you are
a liar.

So, sue me again.

So, what the **** IS your problem?

Well, just at the moment my Britta water filter has a sticky flappy
thingy up at the front end. Whenever I go to pour a glass of water it
stays shut just long enough for the pressure to build up and then it
opens suddenly and spews water all over the counter and the floor.
You know a good fix for that?

If it get in your craw that badly,

It does.

I will continue to do it.

YOU are responsible for that? wow! :(

Ain't life grand, Wolfgang? * *d;o)

Life is. Where we agree is on the matter of wholesale death.

Dave (generous senior citizen

Liar.

Filth.

who just happens to be retired three
times with three incomes)

Proud of that, huh?

PS: *I picked up all the edumacation I would ever need by OJT and a
couple of years of college courses.

Need?

But most importantly, I am not a
pedant

kennie taught you that word.....taught it to stevie too.....what a
shame that none of you has any idea what it signifies. :)

And, no, you most certainly aren't......haven't got the
qualifications.

like you and your hillbilly butt boy.

gosh......you really know how to hurt a guy. :(

g.
hey Mark.....did'ja know you is a hillbilly butt boy?