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On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 05:15:43 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 7:05*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:


Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Not quite...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=GHS8hj4TdT8

Oh - a video war is it?

Here is a corker WTF video...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=55nTwg5NIPM

Another piece of video "art"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMylfkSDKV0

And finally, shock and awe...

http://youtube.com/watch?v=mtnCcWOS7y8

I WIN!!!

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:18:05 -0500, John H.
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:05:41 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 04:15:33 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 5:36*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Seriously - "Does any really know what time it is?"

Yeah - I've got twelve freakin' clocks staring me right in the face in
this office. I can't turn the TV on without a freakin' clock face
telling me what time it is.

Hell, I've got six freakin' clocks on the dashboard of my truck!! And
my cell phone. And my wrist watch.

Mrs. Wave has a tooth brush that has a freakin' clock in it.

You can't drive down the street without looking at a clock on a store
front.

You want to know what time it is?

Just look around you freakin' morons.

~~ mutter ~~

You're fixin' to go look at aluminum boats!

Why the bad-assed mood?

Geees.

There are those who get it and those who don't.

It's a goof - you know, rant? As in pick something and go with it?

It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.

Only in this case, it was a riff - a goof - a rant that served no
purpose other than to entertain on a boring Sunday morning waiting for
Mrs. Wave to get up so we can go eat breakfast and head to church.

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 08:22:42 -0500, "Jim"
wrote:


"Short Wave Sportfishing" wrote in message
.. .
On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 07:16:08 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:


"Tim" wrote in message
...
On Feb 3, 5:36 am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

----------------------------


Neither one of you can add.

Ahem....

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ans...and_Everything

Hot damn SW. You do know everything ;-

Damn straight. :)

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Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:


It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.


Uh oh...you've discovered Loogy's secret-intellectuality.

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:44:28 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:18:05 -0500, John H.
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:05:41 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 04:15:33 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 5:36*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Seriously - "Does any really know what time it is?"

Yeah - I've got twelve freakin' clocks staring me right in the face in
this office. I can't turn the TV on without a freakin' clock face
telling me what time it is.

Hell, I've got six freakin' clocks on the dashboard of my truck!! And
my cell phone. And my wrist watch.

Mrs. Wave has a tooth brush that has a freakin' clock in it.

You can't drive down the street without looking at a clock on a store
front.

You want to know what time it is?

Just look around you freakin' morons.

~~ mutter ~~

You're fixin' to go look at aluminum boats!

Why the bad-assed mood?

Geees.

There are those who get it and those who don't.

It's a goof - you know, rant? As in pick something and go with it?

It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.

Only in this case, it was a riff - a goof - a rant that served no
purpose other than to entertain on a boring Sunday morning waiting for
Mrs. Wave to get up so we can go eat breakfast and head to church.

Actually, my question wasn't as serious as all that!

In fact, it was kind of 'in jest', you know, jest? Conversation?

But then again, I could well be one of those that just don't get it!
--
John H

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:55:03 -0500, John H.
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:44:28 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:18:05 -0500, John H.
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:05:41 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 04:15:33 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 5:36*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Seriously - "Does any really know what time it is?"

Yeah - I've got twelve freakin' clocks staring me right in the face in
this office. I can't turn the TV on without a freakin' clock face
telling me what time it is.

Hell, I've got six freakin' clocks on the dashboard of my truck!! And
my cell phone. And my wrist watch.

Mrs. Wave has a tooth brush that has a freakin' clock in it.

You can't drive down the street without looking at a clock on a store
front.

You want to know what time it is?

Just look around you freakin' morons.

~~ mutter ~~

You're fixin' to go look at aluminum boats!

Why the bad-assed mood?

Geees.

There are those who get it and those who don't.

It's a goof - you know, rant? As in pick something and go with it?

It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.

Only in this case, it was a riff - a goof - a rant that served no
purpose other than to entertain on a boring Sunday morning waiting for
Mrs. Wave to get up so we can go eat breakfast and head to church.

Actually, my question wasn't as serious as all that!

In fact, it was kind of 'in jest', you know, jest? Conversation?

But then again, I could well be one of those that just don't get it!

See - you get it!!

Flame war 101...

Damn - you Army types aren't as dumb as Squids.

Who 'da thunk it?

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 14:00:03 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:55:03 -0500, John H.
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:44:28 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:18:05 -0500, John H.
wrote:

On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:05:41 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 04:15:33 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 5:36*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Seriously - "Does any really know what time it is?"

Yeah - I've got twelve freakin' clocks staring me right in the face in
this office. I can't turn the TV on without a freakin' clock face
telling me what time it is.

Hell, I've got six freakin' clocks on the dashboard of my truck!! And
my cell phone. And my wrist watch.

Mrs. Wave has a tooth brush that has a freakin' clock in it.

You can't drive down the street without looking at a clock on a store
front.

You want to know what time it is?

Just look around you freakin' morons.

~~ mutter ~~

You're fixin' to go look at aluminum boats!

Why the bad-assed mood?

Geees.

There are those who get it and those who don't.

It's a goof - you know, rant? As in pick something and go with it?

It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.

Only in this case, it was a riff - a goof - a rant that served no
purpose other than to entertain on a boring Sunday morning waiting for
Mrs. Wave to get up so we can go eat breakfast and head to church.

Actually, my question wasn't as serious as all that!

In fact, it was kind of 'in jest', you know, jest? Conversation?

But then again, I could well be one of those that just don't get it!

See - you get it!!

Flame war 101...

Damn - you Army types aren't as dumb as Squids.

Who 'da thunk it?

I win! Yay!
--
John H

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Feb 3, 8:44*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:18:05 -0500, John H.





wrote:
On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:05:41 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 04:15:33 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 5:36*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Seriously - "Does any really know what time it is?"

Yeah - I've got twelve freakin' clocks staring me right in the face in
this office. *I can't turn the TV on without a freakin' clock face
telling me what time it is.

Hell, I've got six freakin' clocks on the dashboard of my truck!! *And
my cell phone. *And my wrist watch.

Mrs. Wave has a tooth brush that has a freakin' clock in it.

You can't drive down the street without looking at a clock on a store
front.

You want to know what time it is?

Just look around you freakin' morons.

~~ mutter ~~

You're fixin' to go look at aluminum boats!

Why the bad-assed mood?

Geees.

There are those who get it and those who don't.

It's a goof - you know, rant? *As in pick something and go with it?

It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.

Only in this case, it was a riff - a goof - a rant that served no
purpose other than to entertain on a boring Sunday morning waiting for
Mrs. Wave to get up so we can go eat breakfast and head to church.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

OOOPs, better check the time...

Ho-hum, boring nothing...
 

On Feb 3, 8:38*am, wrote:
On Feb 3, 8:44*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:





On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:18:05 -0500, John H.

wrote:
On Sun, 03 Feb 2008 13:05:41 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Sun, 3 Feb 2008 04:15:33 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

On Feb 3, 5:36*am, Short Wave Sportfishing wrote:
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

how about 25 or 6 to 4?

Quite possibly the dumbest song ever written.

Seriously - "Does any really know what time it is?"

Yeah - I've got twelve freakin' clocks staring me right in the face in
this office. *I can't turn the TV on without a freakin' clock face
telling me what time it is.

Hell, I've got six freakin' clocks on the dashboard of my truck!! *And
my cell phone. *And my wrist watch.

Mrs. Wave has a tooth brush that has a freakin' clock in it.

You can't drive down the street without looking at a clock on a store
front.

You want to know what time it is?

Just look around you freakin' morons.

~~ mutter ~~

You're fixin' to go look at aluminum boats!

Why the bad-assed mood?

Geees.

There are those who get it and those who don't.

It's a goof - you know, rant? *As in pick something and go with it?

It's not like you don't see it here all the time what with a certain
faux intellectual using endless circular logic loop questions in some
kind of mind warped distorted Aristotelian sophistry.

Only in this case, it was a riff - a goof - a rant that served no
purpose other than to entertain on a boring Sunday morning waiting for
Mrs. Wave to get up so we can go eat breakfast and head to church.- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

OOOPs, better check the time...- Hide quoted text -

- Show quoted text -

Just incase you don't make it:

Gloria in excelsis Deo. Et in terra pax hominibus bonae voluntatis.
Laudamus te. Benedicimus te. Adoramus te. Glorificamus te. Gratiam
agimus tibi propter magnam gloriam tuam. Domine Deus, Rex coelestis,
Deus Pater omnipotens. Domine Fili unigenite, Jesu Christe. Domine
Deus, Agnus Dei, Filius Patris. Qui tollis peccata mundi, miserere
nobis. Qui tollis peccata mundi, suscipe deprecationem nostram. Qui
sedes ad dexteram Patris, miserere nobis. Quoniam tu solus Sanctus. Tu
solus Dominus. To solus Altissimus, Jesu Christe. Cum Sancto Spiritu
in gloria Dei Patris. Amen

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"Short Wave Sportfishing" wrote in message
...
On Sat, 2 Feb 2008 19:36:52 -0800 (PST), Tim
wrote:

What's the point?

42

That's the answer, not the point. Needle is a point.