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MichaelD

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Jan 16, 2001
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Originally posted by: HappyPuppy
Originally posted by: MichaelD
Originally posted by: HappyPuppy
Originally posted by: MichaelD
Originally posted by: HappyPuppy
White Rabbit.

Name some others.

One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And when you post these trippin' threads
The Mean Mod doesn't like it at all

Go ask the Mod, when he's ten feet tall.....



MichaelD, the trippin' Mod locked my account last night for 30 minutes just for the fun of it. Worried I am not, my young friend.

Teehee, that's funny; I'm older than you are....I'm actually older than at least 75% of everyone on this board. Not proud, believe me.


MichaelD, my anonymous internet friend, you know not whereof you speak.

My profile I maintain as low, yes I do. I speak on the forums of my past as a necessity only to make a point.

Lived, I have, through the polio plague and the Korean War.

Smallpox was a dreaded diseas, it was, when I was a child.

I lived before the first overhead valve Ford engine was everproduced.

A '57 Ford Fairland 500 witha transplanted Police Interceptor engine did I have.

Elvis became an idol in my younger years, yes he did.

The Cold War did I grow up with.

John Kennedy was assasinated while I was sitting in my classroom, high school it was.

The Bay of Pigs and the Cuban Missile Crisis are but vague memories, yes, yes, they are.

The altercation in the country called Viet Nam I recall recall well, with certainty, yes I do, for this one was there.

The hippies and the drugs, young grasshopper, you have no idea.

I was there at Haight and Ashbury. The flower children so innocent but without direction.

Some have heard of this group called "The Peace Corpx." Yes, why yes, I was among them. Living with the people as they lived. My understanding of life was multiplied.

Children I have had, my young friend. Foster children who came and went. 42 was the final count. They lived with me and learned and then most of them went away. Ah, sad days many of which there were.

Some stayed, though, and they became children of mine. Yes, children of mine forever.

Many have I buried with sadness and tears and joy! They have all gone before me but I shall follow them some day.

No, MichaelD, you might be older than 75% of the people on this forum but you would have to be older than dirt in order to be older than me.

:D


Whoops. I've obviously mistaken you for someone else...my apologies, kind Sir. You are indeed considerably older than I. *holds door for you* I didn't mean to be a jerk. *pulls out chair for you*.

Let me make it up to you. *buys you a :beer: * :)