In other news, with shouts of, “Men can’t wear dresses on MY plane!”, three Scottish college students (shown here about to land) were thrown OUT of a small aircraft today.
“But, I would jump five-hundred miles, and I would jump five-hundred more. Just to be the man that jumped a thousand miles to fall down at your door…” (sung, or, rather, proclaimed)
bernsays
I don’t know where the wind comes from, but I sure know where it’s going.
(On EduIsland in Second Life): “Do you think we have the hang of ‘flying’ yet? And can somebody PLEASE give us directions on how to get our feet back on the (virtual) ground.”
It’s not how high you can jump that counts, it’s how long you can stay in the air.
Rich Mageesays
…Many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance — just one chance — to come back here and tell our enemies, that they may take our lives, but they’ll never take our kilts!
In other news, with shouts of, “Men can’t wear dresses on MY plane!”, three Scottish college students (shown here about to land) were thrown OUT of a small aircraft today.
“Whew! That breeze feels GOOD!”
Oh JEEEEEEEZ, that’s a cold sea breeze!
Man, I knew we shouldn’t have walked through that bunch of crabs.
Man, I knew we shouldn’t have walked through that bunch of crabs.
“I don’t want to panic you guys, but I don’t think this ‘kilt as a parachute’ idea is quite working out the way we planned.”
AHHHH!! Sandfleas!
“But, I would jump five-hundred miles, and I would jump five-hundred more. Just to be the man that jumped a thousand miles to fall down at your door…” (sung, or, rather, proclaimed)
I don’t know where the wind comes from, but I sure know where it’s going.
We’re plaid and we’re glad — and that ain’t bad!
(On EduIsland in Second Life): “Do you think we have the hang of ‘flying’ yet? And can somebody PLEASE give us directions on how to get our feet back on the (virtual) ground.”
The three Scottish businessmen simultanesouly received the joyous good news on their Blackberries….set, of course, to “vibrate.”
It’s not how high you can jump that counts, it’s how long you can stay in the air.
…Many years from now, would you be willing to trade all the days from this day to that for one chance — just one chance — to come back here and tell our enemies, that they may take our lives, but they’ll never take our kilts!
“Like sands through the underpants, these are the days of our lives.”
Now I know exactly what a Scot _should_ wear under his kilt!
Squeee! Half price knee socks at ScotMart!
It only works with marilyn monroe.
Mouse!
White Men Can’t Jump!