C'mon Colonials, one of you land grabbers come out from under your momma's skirt. Need a match so bring it.
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| Author: | 19 [ Sat Sep 07, 2002 12:12 pm ] |
| Post subject: | Woods all chopped, now I need to Tomahawk |
C'mon Colonials, one of you land grabbers come out from under your momma's skirt. Need a match so bring it. [url="http://royal42nd.homestead.com/index.html"] [/url]
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| Author: | 19 [ Thu Sep 12, 2002 10:34 am ] |
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Still need a match 
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| Author: | Stefan Reuter [ Fri Sep 13, 2002 8:24 am ] |
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"High Head". I told you that you should not kill all these colonials! Now no one is left to dance with you.[:D] Is there a rebel left in the colonies to fight? Or shall we declare this war as won?[^] |
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| Author: | 239 [ Fri Sep 13, 2002 4:54 pm ] |
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The door of the Tavern opens and the new Lieutenant walks in followed by two privates and a dog. Many Patriots turn and a cheer is raised as his tips his hat to his fellows. In the darkened corner, where the British and their lackies sit hopeing to avoid attention, a low murmur is heard. Wigs are hastily removed as the Valiant War Dog trots by. Nothing Old Blue likes more is chewing on a wig. It has been a while since he was there. He has just returned many fields of slaughter where the result was the wailing and gnashing of teeth by aboriginal women over the tragic loss of their misguided warriors who dared take up arms against the awesome and righteous might of the United States. The comely and buxom bar maid beams with delight as the Lt walks over and slaps a new gold coin on the bar. “Got dis hare Gold Piece from a Lobster and his Injun lapdogs! Thar be many more whar that comes from! Them fellas will not be a needing them any more!†|
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| Author: | 19 [ Fri Sep 13, 2002 5:50 pm ] |
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From the corner the Indian chief with a red warclub at his belt walks toward the new Lt. He steps towards the dog who bears his teeth and the chief puts his meaty forearm near the dogs bowl. The dutiful hound clamps down on the chiefs arm with a vise like grip intent on not letting go. Calmly, the Indian warrior takes his scalping knife from his belt and quickly and neatly removes the dogs scalp. The dog, bewildered, looks up at the Indian who puts the scalp in the dogs mouth as the chief says.."chew that wig"....the room falls silent as the chief and his warriors walk out into the night. Well now...How's about trying Villere Plantation from the SDC? [url="http://royal42nd.homestead.com/index.html"] [/url]
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| Author: | 19 [ Sat Sep 14, 2002 1:44 am ] |
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Looks like I have a match. Thank-you Lt. Hopper, I think we will have a very entertaining encounter. As for the rest of you Colonial types, your time will come soon enough.
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| Author: | Ernie Sands [ Sat Sep 14, 2002 7:11 pm ] |
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OhOh! We are now fighting the Beverly HILLBILLYS!!!![:D]  
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