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MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]

Stilly River Sage 17 May 20 - 02:16 AM
Bee-dubya-ell 16 May 20 - 11:26 PM
Rapparee 16 May 20 - 09:50 PM
Rapparee 16 May 20 - 09:48 PM
Rapparee 16 May 20 - 09:46 PM
Donuel 16 May 20 - 02:17 PM
Stilly River Sage 16 May 20 - 12:59 PM
Bee-dubya-ell 16 May 20 - 07:03 AM
Stilly River Sage 16 May 20 - 02:28 AM
Rapparee 15 May 20 - 09:02 PM
Rapparee 15 May 20 - 08:50 PM
Stilly River Sage 15 May 20 - 05:30 PM
Bee-dubya-ell 15 May 20 - 04:28 PM
Rapparee 15 May 20 - 04:23 PM
Rapparee 15 May 20 - 04:21 PM
Bee-dubya-ell 15 May 20 - 01:27 PM
Bee-dubya-ell 14 May 20 - 05:55 PM
Rapparee 14 May 20 - 04:54 PM
Donuel 14 May 20 - 03:36 PM
Stilly River Sage 14 May 20 - 12:26 PM
Donuel 14 May 20 - 12:25 PM
Donuel 14 May 20 - 11:51 AM
Bee-dubya-ell 14 May 20 - 10:07 AM
Donuel 14 May 20 - 01:11 AM
Stilly River Sage 14 May 20 - 12:41 AM
Rapparee 13 May 20 - 09:43 PM
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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 17 May 20 - 02:16 AM

Geez. Keep this up and someone will push this thread up above the line. :-)


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 16 May 20 - 11:26 PM

Well, since the theme seems to have shifted from dead children to orphaned children....

And I actually sing this one.

EVERY BUSH AND TREE

I was born in old Missouri.
My family they were poor.
My mother's name was Laura
And daddy his name was Joe.

Mama called me to her bedside
Saying, "Son, I've got to go.
But we'll meet again up yonder
Where the parting will be no more."

I hear the soft wind creepin'
Through every bush and tree.
I know my mother's waiting
In her heavenly home for me.

Now, Daddy moved back home to North Fork
And he left us here all alone.
And the sheriff came by one evening
And he took us to an orphan's home.

So come all you orphan children,
Who's left down here below,
We'll go and meet our mothers
Where the parting will be no more.

I hear the soft wind creepin'
Through every bush and tree.
I know my mother's waiting
In her heavenly home for me.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 May 20 - 09:50 PM

I'm alone, all alone, my friends all have fled
My father's a drunkard, my mother is dead.
I'm a poor little girl, I wonder and weep
For the voice of my mother to sing me to sleep.
She sleeps on the hill, in a bed made of clay
How cold it did seem to lay mother away.
She's gone with the angels, and none do I see
So dear as the face of my mother to me.

cho: I'm a little lone girl in this cold world so wild,
God look down and pity the drunkard's lone child.
Look down and pity, Oh soon come to me
Take me to dwell with mother and Thee.

We were so happy till father drank rum;
Then aII our sorrows and troubles begun.
Mother grew paler and wept every day;
Baby and I were too hungry to pIay.
SIowIy they faded and one summer night
Found their sweet faces aIl silent and white
And with big tears sIowIy dropping I said,
"Father's a drunkard and mother is dead."

Oh, if some temperance workers could find
Poor wretched father and speak very kind,
If they could stop him from drinking, why then,
I would feel very happy again.
Is it too Iate? Men of temperance, please try,
For poor littIe Bessie will soon starve and die.
All day Iong I've been begging for bread.
Father's a drunkard and mother is dead.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 May 20 - 09:48 PM

My father is a drunkard,
My mother, she is dead;
And I am just an orphan child,
No place to lay my head;
All through this world I wander,
They drive me from their door,
Some day I'll find a welcome
On Heaven's golden shore.

Now if to me you'll listen,
I'll tell my story sad;
How drinking rum and gambling
Hell Has stole away my dad;
My mother is in heaven,
Where God and the angels smile;
And now I know she's watching
Her lonely orphan child.

We all were once so happy,
And had a happy home;
Till dad, he went to drinking rum,
And then he gambled some;
He left my darling mother,
She died of a broken heart;
And as I tell my story,
I see your tear-drops start.

Don't weep for me and mother,
although' I know 'tis said;
But try to get someone to cheer
And save my poor lonely dad;
"I'm awful cold and hungry,"
She closed her eyes and sighed;
Then those who heard her story,
Knew the orphan child has died.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 May 20 - 09:46 PM

Father, dear Father, come home with me now;
The clock in the steeple strikes one.
You said you were coming right home from the shop,
As soon as your day's work was done.
The fire is all out, the house is all dark,
And Mother's been watching since tea,
With poor little Benny so sick in her arms,
And no one to help her but me.

Chorus: Come home, come home, come home;
Please, Father, dear Father, come home.

Father, dear Father, come home with me now;
The clock in the steeple strikes two.
The night has grown colder and Benny is worse,
But he has been calling for you.
Indeed, he is worse; Ma says he will die,
Perhaps before morning shall dawn,
And this is the message she sent me to bring:
Please, Father, dear Father, come home.

Father, dear Father, come home with me now;
The clock in the steep strikes three.
The house is so lonely, the hours are so long,
For poor weeping Mother and me.
Yes, we are alone; poor Benny is dead
And gone with the angels of light.
And these are the very last words that he said:
"I want to kiss Papa goodnight."

(Chorus)


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 16 May 20 - 02:17 PM

I remember how my girl friend Linda found me and was more upset than me. I was more surprised than upset.
2% of medications are vaccines compared with all other drugs.
That may temporarily change soon.
Internet nuts like Jenny McCarthy are so anti vaccine I just didn't want to besmerch vaccines in any way, but rushing to a vaccine is a lesson well learned now.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 16 May 20 - 12:59 PM

Don, I moved your interesting remark about your vaccine experience to the vaccine watch thread.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 16 May 20 - 07:03 AM

"Dead Babies" - Alice Cooper

Little Betty ate a pound of aspirin
She got them from the shelf upon the wall
Betty's mommy wasn't there to save her
She didn't hear, hear her little baby call

Dead babies can't take care of themselves
Dead babies can't take things off the shelf
Well, we didn't want you anyway
Lalala-lalalalalala-la

Daddy is an agrophile in Texas
Mommy's on the bar most every night
Little Betty's sleeping in the graveyard
Living there in burgundy and white

Dead babies can't take care of themselves
Dead babies can't take things off the shelf
Well, we didn't love you anyway
Lalala-lalalalalala-la

Goodbye little Betty
Goodbye little Betty
So long little Betty
So long little Betty
Betty, so long

Dead babies can't take care of themselves
Dead babies can't take things off the shelf
Well, we didn't need you anyway
Lalala-lalalalalala-la

Goodbye little Betty


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 16 May 20 - 02:28 AM

Babes in the Wood - that one always got me. The Wicked Mother - is that the one who stabbed her babies and sees their ghosts? Oops - this is becoming a nostalgic music thread.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 May 20 - 09:02 PM

We Are Seven
By William Wordsworth
———A simple Child,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?

I met a little cottage Girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad:
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
—Her beauty made me glad.

“Sisters and brothers, little Maid,
How many may you be?”
“How many? Seven in all,” she said,
And wondering looked at me.

“And where are they? I pray you tell.”
She answered, “Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.

“Two of us in the church-yard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And, in the church-yard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother.”

“You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven! I pray you tell,
Sweet Maid, how this may be.”

Then did the little Maid reply,
“Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the church-yard lie,
Beneath the church-yard tree.”

“You run about, my little Maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the church-yard laid,
Then ye are only five.”

“Their graves are green, they may be seen,”
The little Maid replied,
“Twelve steps or more from my mother’s door,
And they are side by side.

“My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.

“And often after sun-set, Sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.

“The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.

“So in the church-yard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.

“And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side.”

“How many are you, then,” said I,
“If they two are in heaven?”
Quick was the little Maid’s reply,
“O Master! we are seven.”

“But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!”
’Twas throwing words away; for still
The little Maid would have her will,
And said, “Nay, we are seven!”


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 May 20 - 08:50 PM

A LITTLE peach in the orchard grew,—        
A little peach of emerald hue;        
Warmed by the sun and wet by the dew,        
                   It grew.        

One day, passing that orchard through,              
That little peach dawned on the view        
Of Johnny Jones and his sister Sue—        
                   Them two.        

Up at that peach a club they threw—        
Down from the stem on which it grew        
Fell that peach of emerald hue.        
                   Mon Dieu!        

John took a bite and Sue a chew,        
And then the trouble began to brew,—        
Trouble the doctor could n't subdue.        
                   Too true!        

Under the turf where the daisies grew        
They planted John and his sister Sue,        
And their little souls to the angels flew,—        
                   Boo hoo!        

What of that peach of the emerald hue,        
Warmed by the sun, and wet by the dew?        
Ah, well, its mission on earth is through.        
                   Adieu!


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 15 May 20 - 05:30 PM

Ah! With the first three words the song popped into my head. I can't read it without singing. Eugene Field, Little Boy Blue - that was one of my favorite songs that my father sang. He also put another Field poem to music, "The Little Peach." That one was a little more sinister.

Folk songs are full of love, violence, gore, murder, drama . . . I'm sure it's why I have a great love of murder mysteries now. :)


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 15 May 20 - 04:28 PM

Mom!

Some of the sibs have excessively morbid taste in children's reading matter!


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 May 20 - 04:23 PM

And also

Little Orphant Annie's come to our house to stay,
An' wash the cups and saucers up, an' brush the crumbs away,
An' shoo the chickens off the porch, an' dust the hearth, an' sweep,
An' make the fire, an' bake the bread, an* earn her board-an'-keep;
An' all us other children, when the supper things is done,
We set around the kitchen fire an' has the mostest fun
A-list'nin' to the witch-tales 'at Annie tells about,
An' the Gobble-uns 'at gits you
?Ef you
?Don't
?Watch
?Out!


Onc't they was a little boy wouldn't say his pray'rs—
An' when he went to bed at night, away up-stairs,
His mammy heerd him holler, an' his daddy heerd him bawl,
An' when they turn't the kivvers down, he wasn't there at all!
An' they seeked him in the rafter-room, an* cubby-hole, an' press,
An' seeked him up the chimbly flue, an' ever'wheres, I guess;
But all they ever found was thist his pants an' roundabout!
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
?Ef you
?Don't
?Watch
?Out!


An' one time a little girl 'ud allus laugh an' grin,
An' make fun of ever' one, an' all her blood-an'-kin;
An' onc't when they was "company," an' ole folks was there,
She mocked 'em an' shocked 'em, an' said she didn't care!
An' thist as she kicked her heels, an' turn't to run an' hide,
They was two great big Black Things a-standin' by her side,
An' they snatched her through the ceilin' 'fore she knowed what she's about!
An' the Gobble-uns'll git you
?Ef you
?Don't
?Watch
?Out!


An' little Orphant Annie says, when the blaze is blue,
An' the lamp wick sputters, an' the wind goes woo-oo!
An' you hear the crickets quit, an' the moon is gray,
An' the lightnin'-bugs in dew is all squenched away,
You better mind yer parents, an' yer teachers fond an' dear,
An' churish them 'at loves you, an' dry the orphant's tear,
An' he'p the pore an' needy ones 'at clusters all about,
Er the Gobble-uns'll git you
?Ef you
?Don't
?Watch
?Out!


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 May 20 - 04:21 PM

My mother read us

The little toy dog is covered with dust,
    But sturdy and staunch he stands;
The little toy soldier is red with rust,
    And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
    And the soldier was passing fair;
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
    Kissed them and put them there.

“Now, don’t you go till I come,” he said,
    “And don’t you make any noise!”
So, toddling off to his trundle-bed,
    He dreamed of the pretty toys;
And as he was dreaming, an angel song
    Awakened our Little Boy Blue —
Oh! the years are many, the years are long,
    But the little toy friends are true!

Aye, faithful to Little Boy Blue they stand,
    Each in the same old place —
Awaiting the touch of a little hand,
    And the smile of a little face;
And they wonder, as waiting these long years through
    In the dust of that little chair,
What has become of our Little Boy Blue
    Since he kissed them and put them there.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 15 May 20 - 01:27 PM

So Stilly used to entertain her kids with poems about children who died after chopping their hands off. And nobody ever called Child Protective Services?


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 14 May 20 - 05:55 PM

When I took a wood shop class in high school, I learned that the tool responsible for the most injuries is not the table saw or the band saw or the lathe, but the wood chisel. Everyone thinks it's simple and safe so they get careless.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 May 20 - 04:54 PM

Is there severance pay?


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 14 May 20 - 03:36 PM

Mr. Wagner was more round than tall and had a backyard as steep as 45 degrees. He labored at digging a double terrace. When he got older he decided to use extra long railroad ties to trim the vertical earth that wanted to give way. He should have used stone but railroad ties seemed better. The work was harder the older he got and he liked his beer.
By the time he finished he had handcut and fit nearly 50 rail road ties.
He averaged one lost finger every five rail road ties since the saw would bind and surprise him. Today the job is done and Mr. Wagner has his thumbs and one finger.
The moral of this story is that perspiration and perseverence
is foolish when it becomes severence, go finger.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 14 May 20 - 12:26 PM

I think the trauma this year is psychic and is huge; for real serendipity you can't go wrong with a double-headed axe, though power tools can be epic. Consider Robert Frost's Out, out–. I read that one to my kids a number of times as we worked our way through Frost poetry collections at bedtime (we read at bedtime until they were in high school; that would have been the thing of nightmares for small children.)


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 14 May 20 - 12:25 PM

'231 pays'
I recognize p as an upside down backwards d. My mancave has 2 large mirrors at right angles to allow views from 4 different couch/body positions, 2 of which are backward and demands a D'Vinci like ability to read backwards. Reading backwards is no problem but words over 7 letters are still time consuming.

Using double prismatic goggles will allow an upside down backward visual field which makes using power tools far more exciting.

Have fun.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 14 May 20 - 11:51 AM

Wood chippers and chain saws are the way to go.
Weed whackers and hedge trimmers are for wimps.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 14 May 20 - 10:07 AM

From a physical standpoint, 2020 has been a relatively injury and trauma free year for me. But I'm going to buy a couple of new outdoor tools today and 2020 still has 231 pays to catch up.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 14 May 20 - 01:11 AM

Well as you know there is a war on. The Corporal just brought in some pancake bisquits and fresh unknown leaf tea. The self isolation in our unit is pretty severe since we don't even allow eye contact.
Sgt. Felix Shadwell still has a cast on his left hand but manages guitar quite well with 2 fingers still exposed and can play most chords by applying his one front tooth on the E string. Playing revelie on a halting guitar is not good for morale but its better than nothing.

After breakfast I ordered Steve Shaw to be washed and brought to my tent for interrogation. We are planning a scouting expedition to a store alledged to have supplies. With any luck the intelligence will end with a raiding party that might even find electricity to charge our devices. We've been using induction charging by rubbing a balloon on our hair and touching the phone. We're running out of balloons and need more but Shadwell discovered inflated condoms work even better.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 14 May 20 - 12:41 AM

Scars are us this year at the MOAB. The six-inch scar down the middle of my knee is coming along.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 May 20 - 09:43 PM

The cast is off. The thumb looks like I have ichthyosis with a 2.5 inch scar down the middle of it.

There is no charger shortage. It is a plot by George Gates and Bill Soros and the Cock Brothers to bring about a newish world order with the Illuminati in control. You will soon be kowtowing to anyone who can correctly pronounce "Chwyrligwgan" because the NishWO will be based in Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch so you can't get a ticket to go there.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 13 May 20 - 08:01 AM

Power outages all morning. I better order chargers while I can.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 13 May 20 - 07:49 AM

This may the chance of a lifetime for Donuel DeNiro.
The show must go on.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 May 20 - 07:35 AM

In just 3 hours and 25 minutes the cast comes off. I hope the troupe doesn't mind being between engagements again.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 12 May 20 - 10:18 AM

No judgements here but if You reealy need stimulus $ you have to do it the American way.
Go to the dark web and buy 100 SS numbers for $5. File all 100 numbers for stimulus $ with your change of address info. You will average about 3-5% of stimulus checks.

You will get other people's stimulus $ , which is probably what happened to you.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 12 May 20 - 09:18 AM

It's a jungle out there
People sowin confusion everywhere
No one one seems to care, well I do HEY
who's in charge here?

It's a jungle out there
Poison in the very air we breathe
You know whats in the water that you drink
Well I do, its ..so.. crazy
People think I'm crazy that I worry all the time
If you paid attention you'd be worried too
You better pay attention or this world we love so much

Might.. Just.. Kill You

I could be wrong now......But I don't think so

Cuz there's a jungle out there
It's a jungle out there


Randy Newman


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 May 20 - 06:14 PM

Feeling the need for stimulus, I just tried to find where the IRS is ending my stimulus check (ends Wednesday). I put in my 2019 income tax info, I put in everything they wanted. Twice it came back as "does not match the records in our files". On the third try it said that I'd exceeded my allowance of tries for the day and to come back in 24 hours.

I'm stimulated, all right.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 10 May 20 - 08:21 AM

Happy Birthday


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 May 20 - 09:52 PM

900!!


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 May 20 - 09:51 PM

9.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 May 20 - 09:51 PM

8.


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Subject: RE: MOST - Mother of some truth [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 09 May 20 - 02:57 PM

The 1st innovation is from an American woman and the second is from 2 guys in Europe. Needless to say they have never met each other but thats how fortunes are made by knowledgable 3rd parties.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 09 May 20 - 02:30 PM

btw There is now room for the next generation Lithium battery that can not overheat, burn or explode and can use poly chain molecules that bypass the use of all precious metals on the cheap for every current use and beyond.

Adding these two innovations will make someone a billionaire.
I just hope it won't be a robber baron.

One would need those 2 innovations and an army of lawyers of course.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 09 May 20 - 02:20 PM

My MOM complained that the four of us never got sick all at once, so there was one year when a lot of stuff was going around and she'd have a month's worth of sick kids (averaging a week of school lost per kid) at a time. That's tough even when she was a stay-at-home mom at the time.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 09 May 20 - 02:12 PM

Anyone can but Nobody knows and Somebody should do some thing.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 09 May 20 - 12:36 PM

Oh yeah? I betcha I was sicker than you. I had measles and chickenpox at the same time. A 107 fever is recoverable. You wouldn't recover all your brain cells but you could still be a congressman.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 May 20 - 09:41 AM

I was quarantined once before, in my youth. Even my mother wouldn't come in the room, but simply threw some broth or a hard crust of bread in my direction. The doctor used a 25 foot long stethoscope to examine me. But to the amazement of everyone I survived. I owe it all to a life of dissipation and overindulgence before I was five which hardened my constitution against the diseases of childhood.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 May 20 - 11:28 AM

In quarantine, in quarantine
No one can hear you if you scream
In quarantine.

So don't fall down,
Don't bang your head,
Above all else don't fall down dead,
In quarantine.
                  --"Songs For Quarantine", 1768 or thereabouts


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 08 May 20 - 09:44 AM

All the songs about pandemic seem morbid or profane. So here is a zippy calypso beat with steel drums and a tune we all already know.
You know, the one sung by a red crab. ENJOY A Happy tune
Under the sea:

The sickest are always greener
In somebody else's State
You dream about going 'up' there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here at blue heaven's gate
Such wonderful things surround you
What is your ultimate fate?

In Quarantine
In Quarantine
Each little griever
Down with a fever
Take it from me

Up in Montana they work all day
In the meat plants they slave away
The Navy's devotin'
No Hospital boatin'
Docked in the bay

Out there all the folks is happy
Like hot dogs snug in their roll
The old in a home ain't happy
They sad 'cause they got a cold
But folks on the phone are lucky
on a cruise you have a worser fate
One day everyones sickly
eatin off the same ol' plates

In quarantine
In quarantine
Nobody beat us
We jus breathed dust
Stuff we can't see

Its the old folks who are on the hook
Lots of food for the young to cook
They got no troubles
Life is all bubbles
In quarantine (out on the beach)
In quarantine
Since life is sweet here
We got the beat here
Naturally (Naturally)

Even the doctor and the nurse
They get the surge an ride the hearse
We got the spirit
You got to hear it
Above the streets

Yeah, In quarantine
In Quarantine
playin the B ball
life is in free fall.
In Quarantine

The mail man can play
The grocers on strings
The krauts rockin' out
The agent she sings
The spanic and the black
They know where it's at
An' oh that trumpet blow

Yeah, In quarantine
In quarantine
When the projects
Begin the concert
It's music to me (It's music to me)
What do they got? A Stienway grand?
We got a hot apartment house band
Each little fam here
Know how to jam here
In quarantine
Each little bug here
Cuttin' a rug here
In quarantine
Each giant whale here
Know how to wail here
That's why it's better
Under the weather
Ya not much luck here
Stuck in New York here
in quarantine


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 07 May 20 - 08:10 PM

Rap, that fire is in this county, but about 25 miles south if where I live. I just hope the yahoos in this part of the county can resist the urge to burn trash piles and such until after we get some rain.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 07 May 20 - 04:32 PM

I did laundry today and it's a nice dry windy day on which I would normally hang some of these clothes on the line. But I don't know if the puppy will leave them alone and I don't want to spray that Petco "Yuck!" on my clothes to get her to leave them alone. I'll have to test her ability to leave stuff alone with an old pair of jeans that I don't wear any more (so if they get shredded she'll get shouted at but I won't be out a favorite pair of pants).

Dogs. You can't live with them and you can't live without them. Well, not very well, anyway. Life is better with dogs.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 May 20 - 10:09 AM

Bee-Dub, is that fire near you? Or were you just firing pots?


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 07 May 20 - 12:48 AM

I seem to change my mind about piles of limestone around here every few years. I've built small walls around the yard then moved them or used them as pavers. We're just speeding up geological time a little around our yards.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Bee-dubya-ell
Date: 06 May 20 - 11:03 PM

I tore down my wood-fire kiln today. I built the arch about twenty-five years ago from salvaged fire brick I got at no charge for hauling it away. But I never finished the other parts (firebox, front and rear walls, chimney) for various reasons, including that I was going to have to buy new brick to finish the project and it was going to cost a shitload. So today, twenty-five years later, I decided the bricks could be put to better use as pavers or something and tore it all down. One man, one hydraulic bottle jack, one length of two-by-four, one crowbar, one big pile of bricks, no injuries.


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Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 06 May 20 - 10:23 PM

No one has posted ANY BS in the last two days??? There hasn't been ANY??

I doubt that! Get on the stick, sibs!


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