Steve, good to see you too! Welcome back! Someday, somewhere, we're having an Ouzo or 4!
Major guy. A good friend of us
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Steve, good to see you too! Welcome back! Someday, somewhere, we're having an Ouzo or 4!
For sure buddy, we almost made it in Dubai, maybe next time. BTW those woodies look boss
Second batch is shipping this week! I take all forms of bribery and can accept payments in Ouzo, moonshine, loose women, gold whatever.
I know you're a shiny silver guy but if you ever want one my friend, you can have my personal one.
I know you're a shiny silver guy but if you ever want one my friend, you can have my personal one.
Gooood Morning Major! Gooood Morning Mrs. Major!
Alas; I beg forgiveness in my long absence. My own issues have kept me busy and I was having trouble finding more fighting quotations!
So, for this visit I must call upon my alter ego; YardByrd.
The whirring of wings is heard from above and a unique and brightly plumed avian is gliding downward. He bears a garland, or lei, in his beak. It is a loop about three feet around. It contains many different types of flowers, yellows and pinks; deep purples and dark red ones. He comes down, to the floor of this thread and a perch rises from the floor, it is plain, wooden, and has a bevel cut on one edge. He places the garland carefully on the ground in front of his perch. He wears a very shiny, platinum, "YB" medallion around his neck and it starts to glow a soothing lavender color and you can hear a deep, smooth, male, Latin voice translating his message:
"Hail greetings, salutations, and Good Morning Major! I offer this garland to you. Though I haven't been around much lately you, and your family remain in my thoughts and prayers. Each petal on every flower, in this ring, is a prayer I have offered for you. Each flower is a wish that you are recovering, and this garland, I present to you, is the hope I hold onto. Forgive us for our lengthy absence."
YardByrd spreads his wings wide, and as his perch sinks into the floor beneath him, he remains suspended in the air, levitating. He quickly flies down to the ground, just in front of the garland, and begins scratching out a message. Once done he nods forward once and suddenly disappears! His writing is script-like and distinct:
"You may my glories and my state depose,
But not my griefs; still am I king of those."
Richard II, 4. 1, Shakespeare
Alas; I beg forgiveness in my long absence. My own issues have kept me busy and I was having trouble finding more fighting quotations!
So, for this visit I must call upon my alter ego; YardByrd.
The whirring of wings is heard from above and a unique and brightly plumed avian is gliding downward. He bears a garland, or lei, in his beak. It is a loop about three feet around. It contains many different types of flowers, yellows and pinks; deep purples and dark red ones. He comes down, to the floor of this thread and a perch rises from the floor, it is plain, wooden, and has a bevel cut on one edge. He places the garland carefully on the ground in front of his perch. He wears a very shiny, platinum, "YB" medallion around his neck and it starts to glow a soothing lavender color and you can hear a deep, smooth, male, Latin voice translating his message:
"Hail greetings, salutations, and Good Morning Major! I offer this garland to you. Though I haven't been around much lately you, and your family remain in my thoughts and prayers. Each petal on every flower, in this ring, is a prayer I have offered for you. Each flower is a wish that you are recovering, and this garland, I present to you, is the hope I hold onto. Forgive us for our lengthy absence."
YardByrd spreads his wings wide, and as his perch sinks into the floor beneath him, he remains suspended in the air, levitating. He quickly flies down to the ground, just in front of the garland, and begins scratching out a message. Once done he nods forward once and suddenly disappears! His writing is script-like and distinct:
"You may my glories and my state depose,
But not my griefs; still am I king of those."
Richard II, 4. 1, Shakespeare
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Good morning Major. Sorry that we all didnt post too much here but we thought that something happened to you. From now on we will be here again to give you our everyday wishes
Good morning Steve. I do not know you, but I want you to know that an old lady from Nashville, Tennessee, USA is sending good thoughts your way today.
Wishes to you for a great day good buddy. You're in my prayers and my prayers always work
Good morning brother, waiting patiently to hear from you. We all miss you Steve
Good Morning Major! Good Morning Mrs. Major!
I hope this day finds you in a good frame of mind and feeling well. I continue to hang on to my hope.
"Where there's life....there's Hope!" -Bob Hope
I hope this day finds you in a good frame of mind and feeling well. I continue to hang on to my hope.
"Where there's life....there's Hope!" -Bob Hope
Happy 4th of July good buddy. I hope you have a wonderful day with your loved ones.
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