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For various reasons I'm in a weird mood today and I've been taking life way too seriously lately.
With apologies to my poor wife who is also on this list.
If you're easily offended (or married to me) don't read any further.
Bill> Yo Paul, what were these friends eating that they were able to
Bill> release enough gas to fill all those balloons?
Beans and yams (we called 'em sweet potatoes) Bill. Mostly beans.
Hey! This was Louisiana. We usually had beans with lunch and supper
(dinner is something else in Louisiana) and I sometimes had beans
for breakfast. Some days our feet barely touched the ground. Mind
that wake vortex boys. It's downright dangerous to be too close in
trail -- especially behind a "heavy".
True story:
Since we've already pushed tasteless humor this far, grab a visual of
a bunch of guys sitting around BSing in the dorm. Someone had just
learned in class that "natural gas" is mostly methane -- and flammable.
They burn? Fo' true?
Someone had a cigarette lighter, soooo...
We turned off the lights, passed the lighter, passed the gas and lit
up. Smoke 'em if you got 'em. Afterburners on!
I'm sure you've heard of someone who can "light up a room", but have
you ever seen anyone *actually* do it? Talk about a bunch of bright
boys.
Now most of you are probably way too mature to ever try this (meaning
you're not half drunk college kids), but if you ever do it'll be even
funnier if you have Elton John playing in the background. I assume
you know which song.
Just doing our organic chemistry homework.
And that's what *passes* for education at *seats* of higher learning
in Louisiana.
p.s. You just think it smells bad raw. Cooked, it can bring tears.
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Paul Davis, RPh
INTP
Lancair Legacy builder
pdavis@bmc.com
Phone 713-918-1550
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Eheu fugaces labuntur anni (Odes)
Alas, the fleeting years slip by
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