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On Jul 18, 12:01*am, "Walter Cronkite" wrote:
> I'm dead.

Neither am I

"Walter Cronkite" wrote in message news:[email protected]..
> I'm dead.

Then piss off before you start stinking up the place, for god's sake.

On Sat, 18 Jul 2009 02:01:09 +0000 (UTC), "Walter Cronkite" wrote:

>I'm dead.

I saw it on the news. Rest in peace, Walt.

--
I love cooking with wine.
Sometimes I even put it in the food.

"sf" <[email protected]> wrote in message
news:[email protected]..
> On Sat, 18 Jul 2009 02:01:09 +0000 (UTC), "Walter Cronkite" wrote:
>
>>I'm dead.
>
> I saw it on the news. Rest in peace, Walt.
>
Uncle Walt. I have missed him since he retired.

On Jul 18, 3:01*am, "Walter Cronkite" wrote:
> I'm dead.

I'm so sorry for your loss. See you on the other side!

"chrissiec" <[email protected]> wrote in message
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On Jul 18, 3:01 am, "Walter Cronkite" wrote:
> I'm dead.

I'm so sorry for your loss. See you on the other side!

Don't tell me you are going to hell as well?

On Jul 20, 5:11*pm, "alan.holmes" <alan.holme...@somewhere.net> wrote:
> "chrissiec" <ch...@crow81.fsnet.co.uk> wrote in message
>
> news:[email protected]...
> On Jul 18, 3:01 am, "Walter Cronkite" wrote:
>
> > I'm dead.
>
> I'm so sorry for your loss. See you on the other side!
>
> Don't tell me you are going to hell as well?

Hey I've met people who assured me they were going to heaven. I'd
rather go to hell.
True story!
Lynn in Fargo

Lynn from Fargo Ografmorffig <[email protected]> wrote in news:81688e5c-
4556-4737-a82c-0aa29540f751@h18g2000...oglegroups.com:

> Hey I've met people who assured me they were going to heaven. I'd
> rather go to hell.

Mother Theresa dies and goes to heaven. God in person meets her at the
pearly gates and he gives her the tour.

After a while God says: It's lunchtime, how about a tuna sandwich?

Mother Theresa says: Sure, that would be great, I am a bit hungry.

As she sits there eating her sandwich, she looks down and can see into Hell
and the souls there are eating pheasant under glass and drinking the best
wines and gorging on rich cakes. But this is heaven and she doesn't say
anything.

The next day she wanders around but doesn't see anyone else. She figures
that heaven is so vast she can walk for days before meeting another person
and at that point God shows up and they sit and chat for a while and then
he says: Time for lunch. Tuna again?

Mother Theresa says: Sure, but as she's eating she can't help looking down
into hell where they are feasting on roast ducklings and prime ribs and
again the wines and the cakes...

The third day, she still hasn't seen anyone. God comes up again and again
he proposes tuna sandwiches and Mother Theresa decides to ask him: God, why
is it that in heaven we only eat tuna sandwiches and in hell they are
feasting on all kinds of meats and sweets and excellent wines?

God sighs and says: Well you know how it is...there is no point in cooking
just for two.

--

Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest
of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest
good of everyone. - John Maynard Keynes

"Michel Boucher" <[email protected]> wrote in message
news:[email protected] ...
> Lynn from Fargo Ografmorffig <[email protected]> wrote in news:81688e5c-
> 4556-4737-a82c-0aa29540f751@h18g2000...oglegroups.com:
>
>> Hey I've met people who assured me they were going to heaven. I'd
>> rather go to hell.
>
> Mother Theresa dies and goes to heaven. God in person meets her at the
> pearly gates and he gives her the tour.
>
> After a while God says: It's lunchtime, how about a tuna sandwich?
>
> Mother Theresa says: Sure, that would be great, I am a bit hungry.
>
> As she sits there eating her sandwich, she looks down and can see into
> Hell
> and the souls there are eating pheasant under glass and drinking the best
> wines and gorging on rich cakes. But this is heaven and she doesn't say
> anything.
>
> The next day she wanders around but doesn't see anyone else. She figures
> that heaven is so vast she can walk for days before meeting another person
> and at that point God shows up and they sit and chat for a while and then
> he says: Time for lunch. Tuna again?
>
> Mother Theresa says: Sure, but as she's eating she can't help looking down
> into hell where they are feasting on roast ducklings and prime ribs and
> again the wines and the cakes...
>
> The third day, she still hasn't seen anyone. God comes up again and again
> he proposes tuna sandwiches and Mother Theresa decides to ask him: God,
> why
> is it that in heaven we only eat tuna sandwiches and in hell they are
> feasting on all kinds of meats and sweets and excellent wines?
>
> God sighs and says: Well you know how it is...there is no point in cooking
> just for two.
>
> --
>
> Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest
> of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest
> good of everyone. - John Maynard Keynes

What is the point of this story if you do not post the recipes?

"Michael" <[email protected]> wrote in news:[email protected]:

> What is the point of this story if you do not post the recipes?

It's not a story, it's a joke. Jokes are allowed in lieu of recipes. It's
called humour.

--

Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest
of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest
good of everyone. - John Maynard Keynes

"Michel Boucher" <[email protected]> wrote in message
news:[email protected] ...
> "Michael" <[email protected]> wrote in news:[email protected]:
>
>> What is the point of this story if you do not post the recipes?
>
> It's not a story, it's a joke. Jokes are allowed in lieu of recipes.
> It's
> called humour.
>
> --
>
> Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest
> of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest
> good of everyone. - John Maynard Keynes

We do not allow humor without recipes here in uf+dm. Please cease from
posting such stuff in future. You have been warned.

On Tue, 21 Jul 2009 14:01:51 +0100, Michael wrote:

> "Michel Boucher" <[email protected]> wrote in message
> news:[email protected] ...
>> "Michael" <[email protected]> wrote in news:[email protected]:
>>
>>> What is the point of this story if you do not post the recipes?
>>
>> It's not a story, it's a joke. Jokes are allowed in lieu of recipes.
>> It's
>> called humour.
>>
>> --
>>
>> Capitalism is the astounding belief that the most wickedest
>> of men will do the most wickedest of things for the greatest
>> good of everyone. - John Maynard Keynes
>
> We do not allow humor without recipes here in uf+dm. Please cease from
> posting such stuff in future. You have been warned.

from what i've seen cross-posted to r.f.c., 'uf+dm' allows just about any
bull**** that comes down the pike.

blakle