I wondered the same thing. How could the can be cold? It least it
makes sense why the cans were open. Lol.
earlier, MariJean, wrote:
>Now
>F'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'f'filblblblblblblblblblberhrhrhrhrhrhrhrhrhrhrt,
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>Why would you say something like that? (grins)
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>purple
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>At 01:42 PM 3/6/2008, you wrote:
>>Mari,
>>
>>Only you would try and figure something like that out.
>>
>>Phil.
>>
>>
>>
>>----- Original Message -----
>>From: "MariJean" <[log in to unmask]>
>>To: <[log in to unmask]>
>>Sent: Thursday, March 06, 2008 11:02 AM
>>Subject: Re: Be Nice
>>
>>
>> > Hawhawhawhawhawhawhawhawhawhaw! I wonder how he got the pee into the
>> > cans when they were still cold. Must have been funny, me thinks!
>> >
>> >
>> > purple
>> >
>> >
>> >
>> > At 09:38 PM 3/5/2008, you wrote:
>> > > A marine got on an airplane to fly home after his tour of
>> > >duty. Finding his assigned seat on the aisle, he took his seat
>> > >but before he could snap his seat belt into place, two would be
>> > >terrorist came down the aisle and stopped at his seat; looking
>> > >down at him as if he were an ugly dog. Realizing they needed to
>> > >get passed him into their seats, smiling up at them, he said,
>> > >"Howdy, fellows. Here, let me get out of your way so you don't
>> > >have to crawl over me," and he stepped into the aisle and let them
>> > >pass. They gave him disgusting looks as they wordlessly passed by
>> > >and climbed into their seats.
>> > >
>> > > Taking his place once again, the marine took his seat,
>> > >fastened his seat belt, took off his shoes, wiggled his toes, and
>> > >prepared for take off. The two terrorists just stared, their
>> > >hatred for him radiating from their very faces, at the American
>> > >baby killer.
>> > >
>> > > Once they were in the air, the two terrorist decided they
>> > >would have some fun with the marine. The one next to the window
>> > >said in poor English, "I hate sitting by the window."
>> > >
>> > > The marine immediately offered to change seats with him so
>> > >they all stood, stepped into the aisle, and changed places.
>> > >
>> > > No sooner had they reseated themselves than the other
>> > >terrorist said, "I hate sitting in the middle." The marine
>> > >pleasantly offered to change places with him. So again, they all
>> > >stood, stepped into the aisle, and changed seating arrangements.
>> > >
>> > >
>> > > Once back in their seats, the terrorist on the aisle complain
>> > >that his seat was too hard and the Marine immediately offered to
>> > >retake his place on the aisle. They made the change.
>> > >
>> > > No sooner had they taken their seats than the terrorist by
>> > >the window said, "I sure would like a coke."
>> > >
>> > > "Hey, no problem," the marine said cheerfully. I'll go get
>> > >you one."
>> > >
>> > > "But I have no money," the terrorist smiled; his rotten
>> > >teeth peaking out from behind his sneer.
>> > >
>> > > "I've got money, friend. Don't worry about it. I'll be
>> > >right back."
>> > >
>> > > As he was gone, the two terrorist spoke quietly in their own
>> > >language and made their decision. The terrorist nearest the
>> > >window, leaned across his fellow terrorist and spat into the
>> > >marines shoe. They both laughed and leaned back to wait for the
>> > >stupid marine to return.
>> > >
>> > > The marine came bouncing down the aisle with a can of coke.
>> > >To show his willingness to get along, he had opened the can of pop
>> > >before he had returned. Leaning over, he handed the open cold can
>> > >of coke to the terrorist. "There you are, friend."
>> > >
>> > > The terrorist by the window grunted, offered not even a thank
>> > >you, and the marine, smiling, took his seat.
>> > >
>> > > No sooner had he snapped his seat belt back into place, when
>> > >the terrorist seated in the middle seat said in butchered
>> > >English, "Boy, I guess I am thirsty, too. I'd like a coke;" his
>> > >eyes blazing with fire as he stared into the marine's face.
>> > >
>> > > "Hey, no problem, bro. Let me run up and get you one. I'll
>> > >be right back," and off he went.
>> > >
>> > > The terrorist, as planned, bent over while the marine was
>> > >getting the coke, and spit into the marine's other shoe. Both
>> > >terrorists laughed.
>> > >
>> > > The marine returned, the can of cold pop already opened due
>> > >to politeness, and handed it to the glaring terrorist seated in
>> > >the middle seat. Taking it from the marine, he, too, grunted and
>> > >said nothing.
>> > >
>> > > The marine smiled, took his seat, and they all leaned their
>> > >seats back and took naps.
>> > >
>> > > Awakening to the voice of the pilot announcing they would be
>> > >landing in 15 minutes, the marine shoved his feet into his shoes
>> > >and immediately realized what the two terrorists had done to him.
>> > >He said to nobody in particular, but loud enough for several to
>> > >hear, "You know, it is pitiful we all can't just get along in this
>> > >world. I mean, playing these childish games of spitting in shoes
>> > >and urinating in people can's of coke is so counter productive."
>> > >
>> > >
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