It doesn't get any better than this . . .
 

I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in
Florida Bay where the breeze is light and the temperature
is in the 80s. I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice.

To make it even better, I'm using a wireless connection
to thoroughly crush Booby, Cairns, Oz and Gayboy Gaynz.

God has truly blessed me.

CN

Capt. Neal® wrote:

I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in
Florida Bay where the breeze is light and the temperature
is in the 80s. I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice.

To make it even better, I'm using a wireless connection
to thoroughly crush Booby, Cairns, Oz and Gayboy Gaynz.

God has truly blessed me.


Ballpark hot dogs? Meat by-products? Are you sure it's God?

Cheers

It's plus 7c here.... overcast.... I just delivered 5 project reports and
been complimented by the director on my professionalism and quality of work.
I've requested 2 weeks off ....approved... and I'm looking at a full bottle
of overproof rum and ....finally....at last... after a long absence... a big
fat blunt of BC Prime bud..... my boat is cradled safely from the
forthcoming winter storms and farm work awaits as a welcomed change from
mental to physical labour.

Yes indeed ..... life is good.

CM

"Capt. Neal®" wrote in message
...
I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in
Florida Bay where the breeze is light and the temperature
is in the 80s. I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice.

To make it even better, I'm using a wireless connection
to thoroughly crush Booby, Cairns, Oz and Gayboy Gaynz.

God has truly blessed me.

CN

I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in Florida Bay

That's because you can't stand up.
S/V Express 30 "Ringmaster"
"Trains are a winter sport"

I've only consumed three Rolling Rocks. It takes at least two dozen
to take me off my feet.

CN

"SAIL LOCO" wrote in message ...
I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in Florida Bay

That's because you can't stand up.
S/V Express 30 "Ringmaster"
"Trains are a winter sport"

Good idea. American beer is about as weak as Democrat voter
turnout.

CN


OzOne wrote in message ...
On Tue, 30 Nov 2004 18:42:20 -0500, Capt. Neal®
scribbled thusly:


I've only consumed three Rolling Rocks. It takes at least two dozen
to take me off my feet.

CN
Better come out to Oz and try some real beer Cappy!


Oz1...of the 3 twins.

I welcome you to crackerbox palace,We've been expecting you.

I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice.


So much for Neal's diet.
What a waste.

RB

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=?iso-8859-1?Q?Capt._Neal=AE?= wrote:
I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in

I think this pretty much says it all. Sitting on your ass, doing
nothing, putting people down, all alone.

--
Jonathan Ganz (j gan z @ $ail no w.c=o=m)
http://www.sailnow.com
"If there's no wind, row."

"Capt. Neal®" wrote in message
...

I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in
Florida Bay where the breeze is light and the temperature
is in the 80s. I'm ignoring those tourists on shore that are pointing in
the direction of my boat and laughing. I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot
dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice- panhandling and
dumpster diving behind the super K-Mart was very profitable today.

To make it even better, I'm using a wireless connection
to send Booby, Cairns, Oz and Gayboy Gaynz into fits of convulsive
laughter. What do they know that I don't

God has truly damned me. I'm covered with weird rashes and boils! What did
I ever do to deserve this cursed existence???
CN

WTF?

John Cairns

what's the matter: won't they let you into a restuarant?
gf.


"Capt. Neal®" wrote in message
...
I'm sitting in the cockpit of my fine yacht on my mooring in
Florida Bay where the breeze is light and the temperature
is in the 80s. I'm eating grilled Ballpark hot dogs on deli
buns with relish and mustard, baked beans, potato chips
and washing it down with Rolling Rock beers on ice.

To make it even better, I'm using a wireless connection
to thoroughly crush Booby, Cairns, Oz and Gayboy Gaynz.

God has truly blessed me.

CN