Right you are Lloyd.

The good Captain always used perfect grammar too. Unlike Joe who is a
slobbering idiot.

The good Captain has a tremendous sense of humor. I'll never forget the time
he relocated Ms. Terry's breasts in that photograph. He most certainly
understood gravitational vectors.

He's ridden out dozens of hurricanes with winds in the hundreds of miles per
hour. He has also highly modified his fine blue water cruiser to be the
epitome of fine cruising yachts.

Amen!


"LLoyd Bonafide" wrote in message
. ..
I'd say Capt Neal is both!

Lloyd

The once Mighty Captain of ASA has, I'm afraid to say,
fallen mightily. Where I used to enjoy his sometimes
humorous, sometimes spitting fire, posts, he has now fallen
to tattling to flonkers. His virtuous tales of bedding young
girls has now fallen to lying with old whores (LP). His skin
has become paper thin.
He has become his favorite phrase...PUTZ.



SBV



"Bob Crantz" wrote in message
...
Right you are Lloyd.

The good Captain always used perfect grammar too. Unlike
Joe who is a
slobbering idiot.

The good Captain has a tremendous sense of humor. I'll
never forget the time
he relocated Ms. Terry's breasts in that photograph. He
most certainly
understood gravitational vectors.

He's ridden out dozens of hurricanes with winds in the
hundreds of miles per
hour. He has also highly modified his fine blue water
cruiser to be the
epitome of fine cruising yachts.

Amen!


"LLoyd Bonafide" wrote in message
. ..
I'd say Capt Neal is both!

Lloyd

Scotty wrote:
The once Mighty Captain of ASA has, I'm afraid to say,
fallen mightily. Where I used to enjoy his sometimes
humorous, sometimes spitting fire, posts, he has now fallen
to tattling to flonkers. His virtuous tales of bedding young
girls has now fallen to lying with old whores (LP). His skin
has become paper thin.
He has become his favorite phrase...PUTZ.



Putz is 3 ranks above his current standing.

Joe




SBV



"Bob Crantz" wrote in message
...
Right you are Lloyd.

The good Captain always used perfect grammar too. Unlike
Joe who is a
slobbering idiot.

The good Captain has a tremendous sense of humor. I'll
never forget the time
he relocated Ms. Terry's breasts in that photograph. He
most certainly
understood gravitational vectors.

He's ridden out dozens of hurricanes with winds in the
hundreds of miles per
hour. He has also highly modified his fine blue water
cruiser to be the
epitome of fine cruising yachts.

Amen!


"LLoyd Bonafide" wrote in message
. ..
I'd say Capt Neal is both!

Lloyd

Bob Crantz wrote:
Right you are Lloyd.

The good Captain always used perfect grammar too. Unlike Joe who is a
slobbering idiot.

The good Captain has a tremendous sense of humor. I'll never forget the time
he relocated Ms. Terry's breasts in that photograph. He most certainly
understood gravitational vectors.

He's ridden out dozens of hurricanes with winds in the hundreds of miles per
hour. He has also highly modified his fine blue water cruiser to be the
epitome of fine cruising yachts.

Amen!


"LLoyd Bonafide" wrote in message
. ..
I'd say Capt Neal is both!

Lloyd


I couldn't agree more Mr. Crantz. The good captain is a very benevolent
man. A model citizen if there ever was one!

Hey Putzy.

Have you gotten yourself another Boat yet?

Thom;----Beached; like Neal but much older!

"Thom Stewart" wrote in message
...
Hey Putzy.

Have you gotten yourself another Boat yet?

Thom;----Beached; like Neal but much older!


Thom,

What happened to the good Capt's well founded, highly modified blue water
cruiser? Was it stolen? Impounded by a nautical museum?

Lloyd

"Thom Stewart" wrote
Have you gotten yourself another Boat yet?

Thom;----Beached; like Neal but much older!




LLoyd Bonafide wrote:
What happened to the good Capt's well founded, highly modified blue water
cruiser? Was it stolen? Impounded by a nautical museum?


I think the beer can reef around it grew to such proportions
that a developers put up a mini-mall on it, and now the
Crapton's vessel is a lawn ornament for a pirate-themed bar.

DSK

NARRATOR:
In the bleak days of nineteen-eighty-three, as England languished in the
doldrums of a ruinous monetarist policy, the good and loyal men of the
Permanent Assurance Company-- a once-proud family firm, recently fallen in
hard times-- strained under the yoke of their oppressive new corporate
management.

Pushed beyond the bounds of decent and reasonable victimisation, the aged
retainers take their destiny in their own hands and-- Mutiny!

And so, the Crimson Permanent Assurance was launched upon the high seas of
international finance.

There it lay, the prize they sought, the richest jewel in the crown of the
I.M.F.: a financial district swollen with multi-nationals, conglomerates,
and fat, bloated merchant banks.

Hidden behind the faceless, towering canyons of glass, the world of high
finance sat smug and self-satisfied as their future, in the shape of their
past, slipped silently through the streets, returning to wreak a terrible
revenge.

Adopting, adapting, and improving traditional business practises, the
Permanent Assurance puts into motion an audacious and totally unsuspected
takeover bid.

And so, heartened by their initial success, the desperate and reasonably
violent men of the Permanent Assurance battled on... until, as the sun set
slowly in the west, the outstanding return on their bold business venture
became apparent: the once-proud financial giants lay in ruins, their assets
stripped, their policies in tatters.

PIRATE:
Full speed ahead, Mr. Cohen!

CHORUS:
Up, up, up your premium. Up, up, up your premium.
PIRATE: [singing]
Scribble away!
CHORUS:
Up, up, up your premium.
PIRATE: [singing]
And balance the books.
CHORUS:
Up, up, up your premium.
PIRATE: [singing]
Scribble away!
CHORUS:
Up, up, up your premium.
PIRATE: [singing]
But manage the books.
CHORUS:
Up, up, up.

PIRATES: [singing]
It's fun to charter an accountant
And sail the wide accountancy,
To find, explore the funds offshore
And skirt the shoals of bankruptcy!

It can be manly in insurance.
We'll up your premium semi-annually.
It's all tax deductible.
We're fairly incorruptible,
We're sailing on the wide accountancy!

PIRATE: [singing]
Sail away!
CHORUS: [singing]
Up, up, up...
NARRATOR:
And so, they sailed off into the ledgers of history, one by one, the
financial capitals of the world crumbling under the might of their business
acumen,... or so it would have been... if certain modern theories concerning
the shape of the world had not proved to be... disastrously wrong.

What part of Cyrano is this from? I didn't recognize it........

Bob Crantz wrote:
NARRATOR:
In the bleak days of nineteen-eighty-three, as England languished in the
doldrums of a ruinous monetarist policy, the good and loyal men of the
Permanent Assurance Company-- a once-proud family firm, recently fallen in
hard times-- strained under the yoke of their oppressive new corporate
management.

Pushed beyond the bounds of decent and reasonable victimisation, the aged
retainers take their destiny in their own hands and-- Mutiny!

Bob Crantz wrote:
Right you are Lloyd.

The good Captain always used perfect grammar too.

Yes he duz, eyes injoy dat ass spect of him.



The good Captain has a tremendous sense of humor

Warped is more like it. But enjoyable.


He's ridden out dozens of hurricanes with winds in the hundreds of miles per
hour.

Yeah, LP thru a hissy fit when the Captain sailed out into the swamps
with that Seminole Indian squaw, to ride out hurricane Wilma in style.

According to LP, I caused a big fight.....and the ultimate break-up of
the smitten lovers....go figure. Capt Neal owes me big time if it's
true.

He has also highly modified his fine blue water cruiser to be the
epitome of fine cruising yachts.

He will be impressed with my highly modified fine lake racer, cruiser.
It's just a couple feet shorter than his yacht.

Joe

Amen!


"LLoyd Bonafide" wrote in message
. ..
I'd say Capt Neal is both!

Lloyd