Monty Python: The Funniest Joke In The World

@Cmdr:

Interesting points.

I do notice that sea zones, at varying differences between games, seem to be either more or less friendly than land zones can be when determining flight ranges.

I think, in regards to Europe, the map lines up pretty well with the rules (in the current rendition of the game).  I think in classic it does not line up as well.  Just my two copper pieces…

Then the US figs and Tac Bombers should get to move 6 after T5 or 6

Amazing story.

http://news.yahoo.com/blogs/ticket/chinese-hackers-breach-key-u-weapons-designs-133849940.html

mel… I guess I should’ve remembered there’s more that one.

@whoman69:

I wouldn’t at all say stomped.  In fact he was not defeated, merely not able to further advance due to the logistics.

Logistically, beginning the overland journey from Boston to Quebec City in September was a dumb idea to begin with, but Arnold then lost the part of his army that hadn’t died from disease or exposure in his attack on the city itself. The city was held with the loss of only 5 of its defenders. Arnold should get credit, however, for having his men going into the attack on Dec 31st knowing that their enlistment was up the following day…

Can’t help myself …

A young girl is sitting on the edge of a cliff, crying. A man sees her, and, of course, goes to see what is wrong.
“Hey, what’s the matter?” The girl sniffs and looks up.
“My dad just drove the car over the cliff, and now he’s dead!”
“Oh!” Says the man, “that’s terrible. But what about your mother?”
“She was in the car too! I have no-one to look after me!”
The man unbuckles his belt and starts to pull down his trousers.
“Really not your lucky day, is it?”

Carlin at Carnegie
and
Carlin on Campus

:-D

Witches ride brooms because Nature abhors a vacuum!

Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.
It maketh me to wake in green pastures.
It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.
It restoreth my buzz.
It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,
I will fear no Equal -
For thou art with me;
Thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.
Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks.
Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.
Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life,
And I will dwell in the House of Mocha forever.

Our lager who art in barrels, hallowed be thy drink.
Thy beer doth come, I will be drunk, at home as in the tavern.
Give us this day our foamy head, and forgive us our spillages
as we forgive those who spill against us.
And lead us not to incarceration, but deliver us from hangover.
For thine is the beer, the bitter, and the lager, forever and ever.
Barmen.

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Feeling Stressed Out?
Picture yourself near a stream.

Birds are softly chirping
in the crisp cool mountain air.

Nothing can bother you here.
No one knows
this secret place.

You are in total seclusion
from that place
called “the world.”

The soothing sound of a
gentle waterfall
fills the air
with a cascade
of serenity.

The water is clear.

You can easily
make out the face
of the person
whose head you’re
holding
under the water.