I Finally Got one!
 

I finally got my first private nasty message! yeah! And to that special person....



A baby Panda.....

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:blob2: Woo hoo!!!! :woohoo:

Now I feel left out. I haven't had one in a long time. It's not fair. :(

are you SERIOUS? you did?
and you did THAT?

you know, you're a better man than I am Gunga Din....even tho Jesus said to "turn the other cheek" and that "a soft answer turneth away wrath", I dont know many people that can actually do it. So, my hat's off to ya! Good for you!

btw: the "Gunga Din" reference is from a poem (Gunga Din) by
Rudyard Kipling


YOU may talk o' gin an' beer
When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
An' you're sent to penny-fights an' Aldershot it;
But if it comes to slaughter
You will do your work on water, 5
An' you'll lick the bloomin' boots of 'im that's got it.
Now in Injia's sunny clime,
Where I used to spend my time
A-servin' of 'Er Majesty the Queen,
Of all them black-faced crew 10
The finest man I knew
Was our regimental bhisti, Gunga Din.

It was "Din! Din! Din!
You limping lump o' brick-dust, Gunga Din!
Hi! slippy hitherao! 15
Water, get it! Panee lao!
You squidgy-nosed old idol, Gunga Din!"

The uniform 'e wore
Was nothin' much before,
An' rather less than 'arf o' that be'ind, 20
For a twisty piece o' rag
An' a goatskin water-bag
Was all the field-equipment 'e could find.
When the sweatin' troop-train lay
In a sidin' through the day, 25
Where the 'eat would make your bloomin' eyebrows crawl,
We shouted "Harry By!"
Till our throats were bricky-dry,
Then we wopped 'im 'cause 'e couldn't serve us all.

It was "Din! Din! Din! 30
You 'eathen, where the mischief 'ave you been?
You put some juldee in it,
Or I'll marrow you this minute,
If you don't fill up my helmet, Gunga Din!"

'E would dot an' carry one 35
Till the longest day was done,
An' 'e didn't seem to know the use o' fear.
If we charged or broke or cut,
You could bet your bloomin' nut,
'E'd be waitin' fifty paces right flank rear. 40
With 'is mussick on 'is back,
'E would skip with our attack,
An' watch us till the bugles made "Retire."
An' for all 'is dirty 'ide,
'E was white, clear white, inside 45
When 'e went to tend the wounded under fire!

It was "Din! Din! Din!"
With the bullets kickin' dust-spots on the green.
When the cartridges ran out,
You could 'ear the front-files shout: 50
"Hi! ammunition-mules an' Gunga Din!"

I sha'n't forgit the night
When I dropped be'ind the fight
With a bullet where my belt-plate should 'a' been.
I was chokin' mad with thirst, 55
An' the man that spied me first
Was our good old grinnin', gruntin' Gunga Din.

'E lifted up my 'ead,
An' 'e plugged me where I bled,
An' 'e guv me 'arf-a-pint o' water—green; 60
It was crawlin' an' it stunk,
But of all the drinks I've drunk,
I'm gratefullest to one from Gunga Din.

It was "Din! Din! Din!
'Ere's a beggar with a bullet through 'is spleen; 65
'E's chawin' up the ground an' 'e's kickin' all around:
For Gawd's sake, git the water, Gunga Din!"

'E carried me away
To where a dooli lay,
An' a bullet come an' drilled the beggar clean. 70
'E put me safe inside,
An' just before 'e died:
"I 'ope you liked your drink," sez Gunga Din.
So I'll meet 'im later on
In the place where 'e is gone— 75
Where it's always double drill and no canteen;
'E'll be squattin' on the coals
Givin' drink to pore damned souls,
An' I'll get a swig in Hell from Gunga Din!

Din! Din! Din! 80
You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din!
Tho' I've belted you an' flayed you,
By the livin' Gawd that made you,
You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din!

To be honest, I thought I was always kind of labeled a disturber of the peace around here...in the minute degree anyway...and I dont recall ever having gotten a nasty PM.

Man, you just don't know what you're missing - the thrill of it all! :laugh:

Don't ask. I'm just really bored right now.

myself? Im a quiet little mouse-person who says nary a word :nod:

Just a troll trying to stir up trouble I guess. I am a pit boss on the Las vegas strip. Trust me, I have seen it all, and a little message about hating my fluff photos isn't going to get me flustered. :nod:

Well, if they don't like fluff pics, I must not have found the right photo yet. I guess I will just have to keep going until I find the right one. *sigh* :laugh:

I like your fluff. Fluffy kitties, fluffy penguins, fluffy puppies, etc.

They lighten things up a bit around here. A nice antidote to ****-stirrers like me. :laugh:

Though I've been stirring more vigorously over at Seven Wonders as of late.

It only took me 5 years! I will try harder next time.:nod:

I think it took me about a day or two. :laugh:

Uh Oh! what did you do now? :laugh: How's EC going btw?

Oh nothing really. Dissention and I were just having a little fun with the Stevie fans, sort of a re-enactment of the "Mack Truck Ass" conversation he and I had when I first arrived here. Unfortunately though, only one chiffonhead took the bait, but it was still a lot of laughs.

EC? I haven't even looked at it today. It's a holiday. I'm taking the day off!

I am sorry that you received a nasty PM. All because of your photos?:confused:

Yup, they don't like fluff photos. So I will look for one they might like.

How about a Baby Angora Bunnie! Her name is chocolate! Isn't she a cute little fluff? Hmmmmm?


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Enjoy my special penpal! :laugh: :wavey: