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3 places you hid your easter choc
In the Backyard tree fort
In anything with a lid
In the bushes
three favorite easter candies
creme eggs
reese eggs
caramilk eggs
three places to enjoy today's sunny weather
Somewhere sunny (its raining in the west)
On a patio
At the park with my kids
Three things you did last night
watched playoff hockey
drank wine
ate junk food
3 reasons why the canucks are not going to win the cup this year
They are
They are
They are
three reasons people hate the canucks
the sisters
luongo
the riots
3 favourite blue jays
Dave stieb
robbie alomar
jesse barfield
three fave novels
under the dome
the count of monte cristo
all quiet on the western front
three ways to make eggs
flip em(over easy)
dip em(in water)
sip em(soft boiled)
three ground breaking cartoons
Steamboat Willie
The Simpsons
Wallace and Grommet
three superstitions you believe in
gut instinct
play the field after a 5 is rolled - it works
dont dip into the company ink
three outstanding movie speeches
I want you to remember that no ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor, dumb die for his country.
Men, all this stuff you've heard about America not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of the war, is a lot of horse dung. Americans, traditionally, love to fight. All real Americans love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooters, the fastest runners, big league ball players, the toughest boxers. Americans love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. Americans play to win all the time. I wouldn't give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That's why Americans have never lost and will never lose a war, because the very thought of losing is hateful to Americans.
Now, an army is a team. It lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious s who wrote that stuff about individuality for the Saturday Evening Post don't know anything more about real battle than they do about fornicating.
Now, we have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit, and the best men in the world. You know, by God I, I actually pity those poor s we're going up against, by God, I do. We're not just going to shoot the s; we're going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We're going to murder those lousy Hun s by the bushel.
Now, some of you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty.
The Nazis are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do.
Now there's another thing I want you to remember: I don't want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We're not holding anything. Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding onto anything except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose and we're going to kick him in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of him all the time and we're going to go through him like crap through a goose.
Now, there's one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home. And you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee, and he asks you: "What did you do in the great World War II?" You won't have to say, "Well, I shoveled in Louisiana."
Alright, now, you sons-of-es, you know how I feel. Oh... I will be proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle anytime, anywhere.
That's all. - patton
Mr. President, I stand guilty as framed! Because Section 40 is graft! And I was
ready to say so. I was ready to tell you that a certain man in my State, a Mr.
James Taylor, wanted to put through this damn for his own profit -- a man who
controls a political machine and controls everything else worth controlling in
my State. Yes, and a man even powerful enough to control Congressmen, and I saw
three of them in his room the day I went up to see him. - mr smith goes to washington
"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of the darkness. For he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know I am the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." I been sayin' that for years. And if you ever heard it, it meant your ass. I never really questioned what it meant. I thought it was just a cold-blooded thing to say to a motherer before you popped a cap in his ass. But I saw some this mornin' made me think twice. Now I'm thinkin': it could mean you're the evil man. And I'm the righteous man. And Mr. .45 here, he's the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could be you're the righteous man and I'm the shepherd and it's the world that's evil and selfish. I'd like that. But that ain't the truth. The truth is you're the weak. And I'm the tyranny of evil men. But I'm tryin, Ringo. I'm tryin' real hard to be the shepherd. - pulp fiction
3 chinese foods you like to order
general tsao chicken
singapore noodles
spring rolls
3 men you admire
clint
eric
neil
3 card games