QUOTE (JanxAngel @ Apr 29 2008, 06:41 AM)

I have a joke, but it's kinda long. Some background. In the SCA (Society for Creative Anachronism, reliving the Middle Ages), in Florida we are the Kingdom of Trimaris and we have a rep for being some of the toughest fighters around. The Kigdom just to the north of us is The Kingdom of Atlantia, known for wearing some of the heaviest armor around. Pennsic is a HUGE annual event held in PA that people come from all over for. Now begins the joke.
The King of Atlantia was leading his army North to the Pennsic War one year, when they came upon hill with a lone Trimarian standing at it's crest. As soon as they were in shouting distance the Trimarian said, "Hey! Your Majesty! I challenge your best man to a fight!" So the king sent his best man up and over the hill to meet the Trimarian in combat.
There was a great deal of sound and weapons clashing and after a few minutes the Trimarian returned to the top of the hill. "That was your BEST guy? Well he wasn't much of a fight. Tell you what, I challenge your FIVE best men to a fight!" Once again the King sent his warriors over the hill, certain that the impudent fellow would receive his comeuppance this time.
This time the sounds of battle were even louder than before, with even more fury in it. After several minutes the sound died away and the King watched the hill expectantly, thinking to see his men dragging the Trimarian back to him. Instead the Trimarian stood at the top again saying, "Is that really the best you have, Your Majesty?"
By this point the King was furious and he wasn't going to let an upstart like this get away with embarassing him in such a fashion. So the King ordered the entire rest of the army, all 547, over the hill to beat down this Trimarian and show him who was boss in these parts.
The battle raged behind the hill for an hour or more, the thunderous crash of weapons rolling over the countryside, until at last, the final sounds died away, and the King looked to the hill to see his army return.
One lone figure came limping down the hill, one of his own soldiers, towards the King. The King was stunned, almost beyond words, but managed to ask the shell-shocked man what had happened.
funny...
QUOTE (Jeanine30 @ Apr 29 2008, 10:35 AM)

My mom e-mailed this to me:
Dog/cat perspectives on life
DOG DIARY
8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
CAT DIARY
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
This morning? I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but this time at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously stupid. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.
For now...
Cat
I had that emailed to me as well...and ain't it the truth...lol
QUOTE (tashafallen @ Apr 29 2008, 11:03 AM)

this isnt the best joke in the world but sams da always tells in to me
man walks into a blacksmiths and picks up a freshly made horseshoe an drops it very quickly .
the blacksmith looks at the man an says " Hot ain't it ?"
the man looks and the blacksmith and says " no just dont take me long to look at a horseshoe "
i know its corny but sammys dad tells it as EVERY family get together hahah
corny, but cute!
QUOTE (JanxAngel @ Apr 29 2008, 02:52 PM)

That can be arranged. Quite easily with ICQ but with some time, Java can provide.
QUOTE (tashafallen @ Apr 29 2008, 04:17 PM)

LIVE CHAT!!! what a great idea!!!
that would be awesome...hopefully some people would be night owls like I am...
QUOTE (Jryan @ Apr 29 2008, 07:40 PM)

Ok seems I need to put in a few more cents. I have been PM'd by someone who has it in for me, claiming I have ripped into MeantforBobby for starting a new thread, All I posted was Do we really need this new thread, which I felt was a valid question, as the oldies know in the past this was handled in a worst manner, and we have been trying to keep the new threads down to a minnium, If they consider that being ripped into I hate to see what happens when they get into real life and get a job.
I'm going play with grownups now.
someone else leaving...awww man....
QUOTE (morganfree @ Apr 29 2008, 09:00 PM)

My friend got a dog too recently... he named her Maggie.
Maggie...reminds me of Homo Homini Lupus...I miss the old shows....
QUOTE (morganfree @ Apr 29 2008, 09:13 PM)

Cool.... I miss spookycc and judyg... WAAAAAAAAAA
Man this sucks....why is everyone leaving!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
here's a funny...maybe bring a smile or two?
Body: A.A.A.D.D.
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Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder
This is how it manifests:
I decide to water my garden.
As I turn on the hose in the driveway,
I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.
As I start toward the garage,
I notice mail on the porch table that
I brought up from the mail box earlier.
I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.
I lay my car keys on the table,
Put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table,
And notice that the can is full.
So, I decide to put the bills back
On the table and take out the garbage first.
But then I think,
Since I'm going to be near the mailbox
When I take out the garbage anyway,
I may as well pay the bills first.
I take my check book off the table,
And see that there is only one check left.
My extra checks are in my desk in the study,
So I go inside the house to my desk where
I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.
I'm going to look for my checks,
But first I need to push the Coke aside
So that I don't accidentally knock it over.
The Coke is getting warm,
And I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.
As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke,
A vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water.
I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.
I decide I better put them back on my desk,
But first I'm going to water the flowers.
I set the glasses back down on the counter,
I fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.
Someone left it on the kitchen table.
I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV,
I'll be looking for the remote,
But I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,
So I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs,
But first I'll water the flowers.
I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.
So, I set the remote back on the table,
Get some towels and wipe up the spill.
Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day:
The car isn't washed
The bills aren't paid
There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter
The flowers don't have enough water,
There is still only 1 check in my check book,
I can't find the remote,
I can't find my glasses,
And I don't remember what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today,
I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all
Day, and I'm really tired.
I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it ..... But first I'll check my e-mail....
Do me a favor.
Forward this message to everyone you know,
Because I don't remember who the heck I've sent
It to.
Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!