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That was priceless!
When you’re wounded and left on Afghanistan’s plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Just roll to your rifle and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier.
That was certainly a clean comedy!
Now that WAS funny...and my kind of humor...
"That I cannot do."
"Give this to, uh, Clemenza. I want reliable people, people who aren't going to be carried away. After all we're not murderers in spite of what this undertaker thinks."
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Clean comedy and cute clapping from characters who clean forgot Friday puffed Chesterfields.
Johnny was priceless.
We just do not have comedy like that anymore....Priceless
I miss comedy like that. They just don't make it like they used to.
Thanks, I needed a good belly laugh!!
"These are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier
and the sunshine patriot will, in this crisis, shrink from the
service of his country; but he that stands it now, deserves the
love and thanks of man and woman."
-- Thomas Paine (The American Crisis, No. 1, 19 December 1776)
Boy do I miss Johnny.
USN 78-82/USAF 82-93 Medically Retired
Desert Shield/Desert Storm
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How could that POSSIBLY be humor?
No one mentioned bodily fluids or functions, no cursing, nothing about sex (straight, alternative, pre-marital, extra-marital, presidential or any other kinds I don't know about).
He is no fool who gives what he cannot keep to gain what he cannot lose. - Jim Elliott
The world is a dangerous place to live; not because of the people who are evil, but because of the people who don't do anything about it.
That was great...I hope he can cope with the loss of his clean copper clappers.
There are two sides to every issue: one side is right and the other is wrong, but the middle is always evil.
Who is John Galt?
Great, I love comedy from the time when people still used their brains
Noli nothis permittere te terere
Lord, Grant me a good sword and no need to use it.