re: The Boer/Boor Wars and the Charge of the Chickenshi-tees

[wayray@xxxxxxxxxxxxx]

Some inspired writing by Good Egg. I once took a whizz inside a vase. And that was
last night. Hey. . .
Ray

>
> < Egghead, you got it wrong again. Per the Bible, a prophet isn't a
>      prophet if he is wrong ONE time. You obviously aren't a prophet
>      nor do you have a inside source.... Peeing in the shower, my
>      weenie, er foot.... > - Jessen
> 
>      < According to the article, it was Blount who started it and evidently
>      Blount who kept it going. But hey, why miss a chance to pile on Ricky,
>      right Egg?> -Shizz
> 
> Ah, the return of the good old BOOR WAR Generals, Sir Redvers Bully
> Jessen and Field Marshall Horatio Shizzy Kitchener off to yet another
> day of battle.   Feeling a bit threatened are you, boys?
> 
> If Davis had turned out to be the decent human being of your desires
> perhaps the attractive spaniel-eyed Blount would not have picked yet
> another bone with him (canned laughter please).   And perhaps,
> if Ainge were the decent GM of your desires, perhaps Blount, Pierce
> and others would not now prefer to be playing for other NBA
> teams (canned boooooooos please).
> 
> Those five little stars you have affixed to your uniforms are most
> impressive. You two "gentlemen soldiers" are clearly so much more astute
> than all the stupid coaches, stupid sportswriters, stupid broadcasters,
> stupid
> sports.com'ers, stupid fans, stupid list members in the whole Celt universe.
> 
> Hang in there dear gentleman soldiers of misfortune.   As Jim Valvano said,
> "Don't Ever Give Up."   There is always Eggo to beat up into an omelet
> ---------------------------------
> A POEM:
> 
> CHARGE OF THE CHICKENSH-TEES
> 
> 'Forward, the Light Brigade! Charge the Egg,'
> Gen. Jessen commanded.
> And thus into the valley of death
> Rode the boors.
> 
> Cannon (The Herald) to the right of them,
> Cannon (The Globe) to the left of them.
> Cannon everywhere volley'd and thunder'd;
> They could only storm at innuendo and opposing ideas
> While horse and homer fell.
> 
> They who had fought so (mean)spiritedly
> Did not survive the jaws of death.
> All that was left for them was the lottery...
> For four years to come. *
> 
> Egg
> 
> * Goinb on memory (lister-friendly folksy jargon) so this Tennyson
> minor poem may or may not have been quoted with 100%
> accuracy.

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