He took with him his life-long pet parrot. The first morning at 0430, the parrot squawked loudly and said, "Reveille, Reveille. Up all hands, Heave out, trice up! The smoking lamp is lit, now Reveille!
The old chief told the parrot, We are no longer in the Navy. Go back to sleep.
The next morning, the parrot did the same thing.
Chief told the parrot, "If you keep this up, I'll put your &*# out in the chicken pen."
Again the parrot did it, and true to his word, the Chief put the parrot in the chicken pen.
About 0630 the next morning, the Chief was awakened by one heck of a ruckus in the chicken pen. He went out to see what was the matter.
The parrot had about 40 white chickens at attention -- in formation. On the ground lay three bruised and beaten brown chickens. The parrot was saying, "By God, when I say fall out in dress whites, I don't mean khakis!"
You read my mind Billie. I tried so hard to try and figure out how to just get that ONE picture from the Canteen opening we have that you made. And I am so stupid with stuff like that and couldn't do it.
I wanted to put that picture of you at the opening today where I have my doll and signature. Right next to it.
So a BIG thank you for posting it .I LOVE it, you look so cute.
Now I will save this one since you seperated it for me. hahahaa...Gosh you know so much about computers and graphics and how to do things.
Have a fantastic day !