Zeb Posted December 30, 2021 Share Posted December 30, 2021 On 8/28/2021 at 7:15 AM, Glasseye said: It gets into your blood and festers. Once you've had it it will never leave you. It may go dormant for years, but every now and then may come back. There are vaccines that can suppress it, but nature is nature. It will always be something we will struggle with, but once we learn to manage it will always be with us and hopefully not kill us. Or as Rudyard Kipling wrote over 130 years ago..... On the road to Mandalay . . . But that's all shove be'ind me -- long ago an' fur away, An' there ain't no 'busses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay; An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:"If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else." No! you won't 'eed nothin' else But them spicy garlic smells, An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly temple-bells; On the road to Mandalay . . . Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst; For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be -- By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea; On the road to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay, With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay! On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay! 4 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KhunDon Posted December 30, 2021 Share Posted December 30, 2021 (edited) On 8/28/2021 at 6:35 AM, Derek Dangleberries said: Federal Firearms License or Fetal Foot Length is all I get from google.. F**ked For Life? Been there twice, both times with the wife. Did I miss much? Edited December 30, 2021 by KhunDon Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Butch Posted December 31, 2021 Share Posted December 31, 2021 (edited) 19 hours ago, Zeb said: Or as Rudyard Kipling wrote over 130 years ago..... On the road to Mandalay . . . But that's all shove be'ind me -- long ago an' fur away, An' there ain't no 'busses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay; An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:"If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else." No! you won't 'eed nothin' else But them spicy garlic smells, An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly temple-bells; On the road to Mandalay . . . Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst; For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be -- By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea; On the road to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay, With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay! On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay! Brilliant Zeb, Kipling is by far my favourite author. Edited December 31, 2021 by Butch 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Glasseye Posted January 1, 2022 Author Share Posted January 1, 2022 On 12/30/2021 at 5:14 PM, Zeb said: Or as Rudyard Kipling wrote over 130 years ago..... On the road to Mandalay . . . But that's all shove be'ind me -- long ago an' fur away, An' there ain't no 'busses runnin' from the Bank to Mandalay; An' I'm learnin' 'ere in London what the ten-year soldier tells:"If you've 'eard the East a-callin', you won't never 'eed naught else." No! you won't 'eed nothin' else But them spicy garlic smells, An' the sunshine an' the palm-trees an' the tinkly temple-bells; On the road to Mandalay . . . Ship me somewheres east of Suez, where the best is like the worst, Where there aren't no Ten Commandments an' a man can raise a thirst; For the temple-bells are callin', an' it's there that I would be -- By the old Moulmein Pagoda, looking lazy at the sea; On the road to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay, With our sick beneath the awnings when we went to Mandalay! On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay! Great ! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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