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  1. On Gambo Pond if the ice is thick enough. But watch out for Triton Brook!
  2. Hey Barney not only is he amphibious, he's ambidextrous too. Good luck in Holland, Chuck.
  3. Have they made it to Israel yet, do ya know? As a second thought, why would the Israelis want a PBY to begin with, and a 6A at that. If that guy you were having the discussion with on proon has been around and flown everything he says he has, he's gotta be a hundred ferkin years old. PanAm on the 707, TWA on the CV990. He sure has a hard on against AA though.
  4. I met Moose in Gagnonville in 1970 it must have been. The mining company there was opening a new mine over at Fermont and were extending the railroad the extra 80 miles or so to the new site. They had a few strips along the right of way, and he was there for a week or so hauling fuel and freight with the Canso. I can't remember which company it was. I met him again in Newf in 1975, I guess it was. He was ferrying a Canso over from the Azores, and had lost an engine out over the ocean. Said the last 500 miles were pretty slow. Can't remember the registration, it was one of the Protection Civile machines from France. His son lived Leigh here for years, worked for Wabush Mines. Good luck in Holland.
  5. Chuck, if you're callin' yerself dumb, just how dumb is that pecker in England? He should realize that there are x number of people around that are qualified on the Canso, and you're one of the best. Sounds like he's got his 'jones between a rock and a hard place. :up: Edit: Chuck here's a bit of trivia for ya.
  6. The US and the UK would appear to be the only oil producers in the lot. Since for the rest it costs roughly the same to pump the stuff outta the ground, I'd love to know what percentage of those prices are taxes.
  7. I consider myself to be modestly past middle age. I can remember back in the '70's when the same people predicting an oil peak said the oil was gonna run out by the year 2000. Right.
  8. Two older gentlemen were pushing their shopping carts around Loblaw's when they collided. "Oops," said the first, "I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going. I'm looking for my wife." "That's a coincidence," says the second, "I'm looking for my wife also. I haven't seen her for a bit. I'm getting a little worried actually." "Well," says the first, "maybe I can help you find her. What does she look like?" "She's tall, has red hair and blue eyes, nice boobs and a tight little bum. What does yours look like?" "Never mind," came the answer, "let's look for yours."
  9. Yeah, but the Feds are gonna refund all windfall taxes back to the consumer.
  10. 86.4 a liter here (Sept-Iles).
  11. A major multinational corporation wished to open a Canadian branch and were looking for someone to head up the operation. They'd interviewed dozens of candidates for the post and had narrowed them down to three - one from Vancouver, one from Toronto and one from Stephenville. In an attempt to choose just one of them, they decided to ask all three the same question and allow each one twenty four hours to come up with the answer. The question was: A man and a woman are in bed, nude. The woman is lying on her side facing away from the man. The man is lying on his side, facing the woman's back. What is the man's name? Twenty four hours later the three were brought in to give their answers. The Vancouverite stated flatly, "My answer is, there is no answer." The Torontonian allowed "There is no way to determine the answer using the information we were given." The lad from Stephenville said he'd narrowed the man's name down to two, Willie Nailer or Willie Turner.
  12. In the light of the recent terrorist bombings in Spain, France has upgraded it's terrorist alert from "run" to "hide." The two higher alerts are "surrender" and "collaboration."
  13. If the Habs keep playin' like they did last night, they should still be able to get some decent tee-off times for next weekend.
  14. Rindercilla and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercilla worked very hard - flubbing scroors, emptying poss pits and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was nucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards. One was called Mary Hinge and the other was called Betty Swallocks. They were really forrible huckers and had felly smeet. The sugly isters had tad hickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts wouldn't let Rindercilla go. Suddenly, there was a bucking FANG! and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite whice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercilla to be back by dimnight, otherwise there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball, Rindercilla was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. "For sucks fake!" yelled Rindercilla as she ran out, tripping barse over allocks and dropping her slass glipper. Next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercilla's door and the sugly isters let him in. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and cut a fig bart. "Who fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince. "Blame that fugly ucker over there," said Mary Hinge. When the brinking stown cloud had lifted, the prandsome hince tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success. Their feet stucking fank! Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a nack in the kickers. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercilla and it fitted pucking ferfectly. They mere warried and haved lippily ever after.
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