The missus’ Uncle Harry was there. The Japanese were strafing the airfield, and Harry dived under the heaviest piece of equipment he could find. He found out later that it was an ammo truck.
Harry survived the attack. Many did not.
That’s a scan of my late Dad’s rubber stamp. He used on all his snail-mail correspondence.
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That beast looks to be about 6 feet long. The one that attacked the kid in San Diego this weekend and took a chunk out of his torso was 5 to 6 feet longer, about the length of the cool Stingray in the photo.
Think about the damage an aggressive shark half its size could do.
Here’s my honest opinion. Let’s eat them before they eat us.
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[Source: 911 Memorial Timeline.]
11 September 2001 was the largest sucker-punch by foreign combatants on U.S. soil since the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor on 7 December 1941.
Lights out. Pay attention for 90 minutes. No bathroom breaks allowed. REMEMBER ALWAYS.
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Dude’s strong as hell, but she’s still got the gun, and the Creepy Red Cabinet isn’t entirely innocent either. Who wears a turquoise jacket with yellow pants and blue shoes, anyway? I think that was her idea.
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Right Click For The Tacky Map!
We’re all Fuldkommen Gak now.
Fight Blogslutting. (Psst. Hey, buddy. Got a Buck 4 a Bunk? A dime a day keeps the meerkats away. Cutesy little standy-uppy weasel-lookin' bastards.)
