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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

The short little India(Asian Indian) guy with the hot wife who was taller than he...the same guy who got rid of his Lambo because it scraped on the driveway when he went up the hill, trading it in for a Rolls with an ugly brown color that he drove 150 yds to put up balloons for his son's birthday party...you know...that guy. Well he moved out and the guy who bought his house is somehow involved in foreclosing on homes. The new guy told me with a cheery smile that the industry consultants say the real estate market won't even start to recover till 2014. It would appear he has discovered a vein of silver or gold in his back yard as he is headed off somewhere this morning to play. He has a brand new bus-type motor home with a massive deisel engine in his driveway AND a brand new Escalade with a trailer and a brand new Quadrunner and some crazy gasoline powered golf cart thingy with a roll cage. This one guy has more working vehicles than our boys at Port Hedrand.

He got his motor home stuck going up the driveway yesterday...the back end scraped and the rear wheels were at their limit of supension travel. Pocahantas Girl had to come out and help..I'm not sure how they got the thing off the shoals...I think she had her ex send out the Boys from Morelia who work at his RV sales business.


In any event, they are ready to go now, the Escalade motor (with custom mufflers...in other words..gone..and pimp wheels) has been running for an hour while he is screwing around with the electrical cables or EW jamming pod or something. Even the trailer is brand new with hydraulic supports and tailgate. I am not making this up. There isn't one vehicle that has a license plate yet. It's as if he just walked into a showroom and said "gimme one of those and one of those and one of these and..what else you got?"

Meanwhile I have to work tonight. That is the part that really ticks me off.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for capitalism but...Madre de Dios...have a little class. It's the freakin' Clampets without a banjo.

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ORIGINAL: Moondawggie

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

The short little India(Asian Indian) guy with the hot wife who was taller than he...the same guy who got rid of his Lambo because it scraped on the driveway when he went up the hill, trading it in for a Rolls with an ugly brown color that he drove 150 yds to put up balloons for his son's birthday party...you know...that guy. Well he moved out and the guy who bought his house is somehow involved in foreclosing on homes. The new guy told me with a cheery smile that the industry consultants say the real estate market won't even start to recover till 2014. It would appear he has discovered a vein of silver or gold in his back yard as he is headed off somewhere this morning to play. He has a brand new bus-type motor home with a massive deisel engine in his driveway AND a brand new Escalade with a trailer and a brand new Quadrunner and some crazy gasoline powered golf cart thingy with a roll cage. This one guy has more working vehicles than our boys at Port Hedrand.

He got his motor home stuck going up the driveway yesterday...the back end scraped and the rear wheels were at their limit of supension travel. Pocahantas Girl had to come out and help..I'm not sure how they got the thing off the shoals...I think she had her ex send out the Boys from Morelia who work at his RV sales business.


In any event, they are ready to go now, the Escalade motor (with custom mufflers...in other words..gone..and pimp wheels) has been running for an hour while he is screwing around with the electrical cables or EW jamming pod or something. Even the trailer is brand new with hydraulic supports and tailgate. I am not making this up. There isn't one vehicle that has a license plate yet. It's as if he just walked into a showroom and said "gimme one of those and one of those and one of these and..what else you got?"

Meanwhile I have to work tonight. That is the part that really ticks me off.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for capitalism but...Madre de Dios...have a little class. It's the freakin' Clampets without a banjo.

I have to admit, this represents a troubling development to once again challenge the near-divine comportment you have displayed dealing with your neighbors.

Let me offer a little biblical advice: Do not covet your neighbor's goods, nor his wife.

So quit thinking about his wheels.

But let me also point out (using Clintonian parsing), the commandments technically offer no advice nor admonition about how to respond if/when his wife decides that she covets you...

It's Southern California, Mandrake: Do the right thing, and go in peace, my son...

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

Much worse is I missed the 7 couple dinner party with a 7 deadly sin theme that Pocahantas Girl (the one that went commando in the police-mini-skirt thing on Halloween) threw tonight while I am working

Lobster macaroni, cioppino, oysters, 7 rib prime rib roast, yorkshire pudding.

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

Lobster macaroni, cioppino, oysters, 7 rib prime rib roast, yorkshire pudding.

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ORIGINAL: BBfanboy

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

Much worse is I missed the 7 couple dinner party with a 7 deadly sin theme that Pocahantas Girl (the one that went commando in the police-mini-skirt thing on Halloween) threw tonight while I am working

Lobster macaroni, cioppino, oysters, 7 rib prime rib roast, yorkshire pudding.

Just for the record, were you intending to represent lust, or gluttony if you went to the party?

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ORIGINAL: Moondawggie

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

The short little India(Asian Indian) guy with the hot wife who was taller than he...the same guy who got rid of his Lambo because it scraped on the driveway when he went up the hill, trading it in for a Rolls with an ugly brown color that he drove 150 yds to put up balloons for his son's birthday party...you know...that guy. Well he moved out and the guy who bought his house is somehow involved in foreclosing on homes. The new guy told me with a cheery smile that the industry consultants say the real estate market won't even start to recover till 2014. It would appear he has discovered a vein of silver or gold in his back yard as he is headed off somewhere this morning to play. He has a brand new bus-type motor home with a massive deisel engine in his driveway AND a brand new Escalade with a trailer and a brand new Quadrunner and some crazy gasoline powered golf cart thingy with a roll cage. This one guy has more working vehicles than our boys at Port Hedrand.

He got his motor home stuck going up the driveway yesterday...the back end scraped and the rear wheels were at their limit of supension travel. Pocahantas Girl had to come out and help..I'm not sure how they got the thing off the shoals...I think she had her ex send out the Boys from Morelia who work at his RV sales business.


In any event, they are ready to go now, the Escalade motor (with custom mufflers...in other words..gone..and pimp wheels) has been running for an hour while he is screwing around with the electrical cables or EW jamming pod or something. Even the trailer is brand new with hydraulic supports and tailgate. I am not making this up. There isn't one vehicle that has a license plate yet. It's as if he just walked into a showroom and said "gimme one of those and one of those and one of these and..what else you got?"

Meanwhile I have to work tonight. That is the part that really ticks me off.

Don't get me wrong. I'm all for capitalism but...Madre de Dios...have a little class. It's the freakin' Clampets without a banjo.

I have to admit, this represents a troubling development to once again challenge the near-divine comportment you have displayed dealing with your neighbors.

Let me offer a little biblical advice: Do not covet your neighbor's goods, nor his wife.

So quit thinking about his wheels.

But let me also point out (using Clintonian parsing), the commandments technically offer no advice nor admonition about how to respond if/when his wife decides that she covets you...

It's Southern California, Mandrake: Do the right thing, and go in peace, my son...

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ORIGINAL: Moondawggie

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

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ORIGINAL: CannonBait

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

*********SE Tanna Is., July 20, 1942(c)***********


Sergeant of the Tannanese 1st Light Infantry with his stripes tattood onto his bare shoulders: Good. Here why we have feast. <he pauses briefly to honor the cook with two quick toots of flatulence and a loud belch. This is quickly echoed by the other Tannanese in a call and response fashion much to the amusement of the Japan men. The level of skill is evident as the flatulence is delivered in 3 part harmony. The combination of a Spam and fresh fig diet is evident. When the air has cleared a bit, the Sargeant looks directly at his guests> Shinto crap religion. Cargo cult better. Ensign McGoo bring Spam...........

I had to actualy break down and register (or re-register, coulda sworn I'd set one up ... ) just to comment. Firstly, you're all incredibly sick, keep up the excellent work!

Welcome aboard Cannon. The notion of communicating by farting was "sampled" from Kurt Vonnegut...but he pretty much stole it from Aesop.

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Secondly is part statement, part question: Am I the only person that immediately got a 'mental image', to use the term loosly, of this sounding like "The Music Box" (may have name wrong, instrumental only (piano))?

No, I'm pretty sure you are the only one.

Wow, Cap, CannonBait sounds like an educated, sophisticated, intelligent gentleman who can appreciate subtlety and nuance.

What the heck is he doing here?

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

******************Bali Hai Dance Club, Perth, Dec 16, 1942(c)****************


Idi Amin Dada, Bartender For Life: Boss, how come one side no give up at Port Hedland?

Man in fine linen slacks: Why do you think they might not, Idi?

Idi Amin Dada, Bartender For Life: Pride?

Man in fine linen slacks: No, that's what they tell the soldiers, but it is not the real explanation.

Idi Amin Dada, Bartender For Life: Colonialsim?

Man in fine linen slacks: Oh, good Lord, Idi, no, that is so early 20th. Why deal with restive locals when you can just spread some lucre around and sign a contract? Yossarian, you crazy SOB, you want to take this one?

Hirsute man with drink: Scarcity, Idi, scarcity.

Man in fine linen slacks: PRECISELY! Both sides are intermittently starving to death.

Idi Amin Dada, Bartender For Life: That is terrible.

Hirsute man with drink: Not in Milo's world it isn't.

Man in fine linen slacks: You are both right. Starvation is good precisely because it is bad. It has a powerful ability to align incentives. Starvation is scarcity and the color of scarcity is....

Idi Amin Dada, Bartender For Life: Green?

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ORIGINAL: Onime No Kyo


...thou shalt not covet thy neighbour's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbour's...

So there you go Mandrake. As long as you dont covet thy neighbor's ass you should be good to go.

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

********Dec. 17, 1942(c)*********


PH: We turned the AK's around and sent them back to PH. A day's rest for the F4F's and P-38's was welcome as the 10 aircraft assinged to LRCAP easily defeated the Betty and Nell raids with the loss of Netties and Zeroes. It would seem the remaining mediums and B-17's are doing a number on PH as there is no LYB attack. 2 dozen M-10's rolled into PH yesterday from the West! This is a milestone and I thin, means the eventual defeat for LYB forces there. A land link is now established and we have our first armor. US 32nd ID is starting to get infantry squads back. Things are looking good as long as they don't get fighters back in the airfield.

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ORIGINAL: Onime No Kyo

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ORIGINAL: BBfanboy

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

Much worse is I missed the 7 couple dinner party with a 7 deadly sin theme that Pocahantas Girl (the one that went commando in the police-mini-skirt thing on Halloween) threw tonight while I am working

Lobster macaroni, cioppino, oysters, 7 rib prime rib roast, yorkshire pudding.

Just for the record, were you intending to represent lust, or gluttony if you went to the party?

Perahps he lusts for yorkshire pudding....

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

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ORIGINAL: Onime No Kyo

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ORIGINAL: BBfanboy

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

Much worse is I missed the 7 couple dinner party with a 7 deadly sin theme that Pocahantas Girl (the one that went commando in the police-mini-skirt thing on Halloween) threw tonight while I am working

Lobster macaroni, cioppino, oysters, 7 rib prime rib roast, yorkshire pudding.

Just for the record, were you intending to represent lust, or gluttony if you went to the party?

Perahps he lusts for yorkshire pudding....

Yes, exactly, it was the 7 courses of the meal that were supposed to represent the 7 dealy sins. They were still going when I got off work at 9:30 so I caught some of the courses. Of course, they were 2 hrs. ahead of me on drinking. The women were having a contest to see who could use the F-word the most by the time I got there. I was easily the least cognitively impaired but sadly, there was no disrobing.

Gluttony was the lobster and Andouille macaroni which was, without a doubt, the best ******* macaroni I ever had.

Sloth was the slow-cooked prime rib. It was a beautiful thing..7 ribs, beautifully seared, fantastic rub on the outside. The one chic who used the F-word the most was a "vegetarian". She declined the prime rib but she found the carrots which had sat at the bottom of the roast pan for 5 hrs and had bathed in liquid beef fat and were half-encrusted with beef drippings...you know what I mean..that crispy, salty, glutamate rush that nothing that ever came out of the ground will ever achieve on it's own. She was literally squirming in her chair with her eyes half rolled back in her head making animal sounds. I thought she was going to leave a wet spot.

Somebody made a fig pudding with vanilla ice cream and a hot butter cream sauce. It was insanely good. Not sure what sin that was but holy ******* **** that was ******* good.

Lust was oyster shooters, raw oysters in vodka and that hot red stuff from that island in Louisiana. That was ******* good too. I had to use a fork to eat the oyster because I wasn't going to slurp an oyster that big. All the women made fun of me claimimg they had to do things like that all the time. Wow, there was some serious ******* drinking going on before I got there.

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

PH and environs (from yesterday). By ra way, do we literally need a unit in every hex between Exmouth and PH to get supply to flow? Pretend I did not read the manual.

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ORIGINAL: Itdepends

Hey Sprior I note in the news tonight (on multiple channels) that an Aussie activist messed up the annual Oxford/Cambridge rowing race protesting against elitism (and the coverage wasn't complimentary).

Like many activists he's got little regard for the rights of others- just his message. Bloody idiot.

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

***********Bathurst Is., Dec. 17, 1942(c)*********


A dozen ripe-smelling and scabies-infested men and women (I think) are painting posters and playing bongo drums amid a cluster of dirty tents on the beach.

Hirsute man: What the Hell are you crazy SOB's doing? This is a minefield!

Even more hirsute and foul-smelling guy: We are Occupy Tawi!

Hirsute man: But this is MINEFIELD, you crazy SOB!

Even more hirsute and foul-smelling guy: These are symbols of the captialist war machine. We reject this minefield.

Hirsute man: But you can't simply "reject" minefield's. You could be killed or even maimed.

Even more hirsute and foul-smelling guy: Bring us the one you call Milo.

Hirsute man: Milo? Are you crazy. <lowers voice and turns to Father O'brien> Padre, can't you do something? The landing is in less than a week. We are getting paid to supply a map of the minefield. We can't have beatniks lying about.

Father O'brien: Sorry, Yossarian. I thinked I may have erred with that sermon on Liberation Theology.

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ORIGINAL: BBfanboy

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

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ORIGINAL: Cap Mandrake

Much worse is I missed the 7 couple dinner party with a 7 deadly sin theme that Pocahantas Girl (the one that went commando in the police-mini-skirt thing on Halloween) threw tonight while I am working

Lobster macaroni, cioppino, oysters, 7 rib prime rib roast, yorkshire pudding.

Yes, exactly, it was the 7 courses of the meal that were supposed to represent the 7 dealy sins. They were still going when I got off work at 9:30 so I caught some of the courses. Of course, they were 2 hrs. ahead of me on drinking. The women were having a contest to see who could use the F-word the most by the time I got there. I was easily the least cognitively impaired but sadly, there was no disrobing.

Gluttony was the lobster and Andouille macaroni which was, without a doubt, the best ******* macaroni I ever had.

Sloth was the slow-cooked prime rib. It was a beautiful thing..7 ribs, beautifully seared, fantastic rub on the outside. The one chic who used the F-word the most was a "vegetarian". She declined the prime rib but she found the carrots which had sat at the bottom of the roast pan for 5 hrs and had bathed in liquid beef fat and were half-encrusted with beef drippings...you know what I mean..that crispy, salty, glutamate rush that nothing that ever came out of the ground will ever achieve on it's own. She was literally squirming in her chair with her eyes half rolled back in her head making animal sounds. I thought she was going to leave a wet spot.

Somebody made a fig pudding with vanilla ice cream and a hot butter cream sauce. It was insanely good. Not sure what sin that was but holy ******* **** that was ******* good.

Lust was oyster shooters, raw oysters in vodka and that hot red stuff from that island in Louisiana. That was ******* good too. I had to use a fork to eat the oyster because I wasn't going to slurp an oyster that big. All the women made fun of me claimimg they had to do things like that all the time. Wow, there was some serious ******* drinking going on before I got there.

Best description of the party's atmosphere I ever read. No wonder you put up with the HOA to stay in the neighbourhood!

Darn, Cap, you should have called in sick to get out of your call shift that evening!

It must be nice to live with the "Real Housewives of Orange County" --- oops, sorry, now I'm guilty of Envy .

By the ray, what dinner course was "envy?"

One final question: Did Pocahontas go commando once again? As Nimitz inquired of Halsey, "The world wonders?"

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"The Yankees got all the smart ones, and look where it got them."

General George Pickett, the night before Gettysburg

(in reply to BBfanboy)