FReeper Canteen ~ Part II of War in Ancient India ~ July 20, 2004

A Tribute to Hinduism.com ^ | July 20, 2004 | LadivaLoca

[Kathy in Alaska]

[Ms.Poohbear]

good morning Kathy you should be in bed

[Kathy in Alaska]

[Kathy in Alaska]

Our National Anthem

[E.G.C.]

((HUGS))Good night, Kathy. Pleasant dreams.

[E.G.C.]

BTTT!!!!!!!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning Troops, families, veterans, Israeli, British, Australian, Polish, and Italian allies (and everybody else, and all the ships at sea). Thank you for taking such good care of the USA.

Today in Anchorage, Alaska:

Sunrise 5:03am
Sunset 11:07pm

Hi 72°F
Lo 58°F

Mostly cloudy, a shower

Actual yesterday in Anchorage:

Hi 72°F
Lo 55°F

State Hi 81°F Eielson AFB
State Lo 34°F Barrow

[Kathy in Alaska]

This is true. LOL! I fell asleep. Almost ready.

Good morning!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thank you, Sgt, for your service to our country.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Hi Stu!! Thank you for serving this great nation of ours.
Prayers for your safety and success in Afghanistan. Thanks to Brad and Graham too.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Thank you, Robert, for your service to our country.

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning, Boys!!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Glad to hear that duckie is better today.

Just in case you forget!

[Kathy in Alaska]

Good morning, Girls!

[E.G.C.]

BTTT!!!!!!

[E.G.C.]

BTTT!!!!!!!

[mylife]

good morning

[tomkow6]

 

SALUTE!

 

[tomkow6]

Good morning, LaDiva! Good morning, Canteen Crew! Good morning, EVERYBODY!

GOOD  

MORNING

TROOPS!

Me for PREZ! VOTE !!!

[tomkow6]

 

Today's FEEBLE

YOKE :

The traffic light wasn't working on the corner of Broadway and 72nd Street, so the Ms Feather stood with a large crowd of people waiting to cross, while a cop directed traffic. Finally, the cop blew his whistle, motioned to the crowd, and shouted, "Okay, pedestrians!"

The swelling throng surged across Broadway -- all except Ms Feather, who stayed on the corner. When the walkers were safely on the other side of the street, the cop moved the cross-traffic through the intersection. Half a minute later, he stopped the cars on Broadway and sent the 72nd Street traffic into motion.

Again, he got around to the Ms Feather's corner, where by this time she had again been joined by a crowd of people. Tweeeeeeeet!  "Okay, pedestrians!"

The crowd crossed the street, but again the Ms Feather stayed put.  She looked at her watch and tapped her foot as if she was in a hurry to get somewhere, but never budged from the sidewalk. The cop ran the traffic through seven more cycles, each time blowing his whistle and then yelling "Okay, pedestrians!"

The Ms Feather never moved. Finally, after the cop yelled "Okay, pedestrians!" for the eighth time, the Ms Feather responded.

"Yo! Officer!" she shouted. "Isn't it about time you let the Catholics cross?"