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Anzac Day - 25 April 2008


The Final Inspection


The Soldier stood and faced his God,

Which must always come to pass.

He hoped his shoes were shining,

Just as brightly as his brass.

'Step forward now, you Soldier,

How shall I deal with you?

Have you always turned the other cheek?

To My Church have you been true?'

The Soldier squared his shoulders and said,

'No, my Lord, I ain't.

Because those of us who carry guns,

Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays,

And at times my talk was tough.

And sometimes I've been violent,

Because the world is awfully rough.

But, I never took a dollar,

That wasn't mine to keep...

Though I worked a lot of overtime,

When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,

Though at times I shook with fear.

And sometimes, God, forgive me,

I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place,

Among the people here.

They never wanted me around,

Except to calm their fears.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,

It needn't be so grand.

I never expected or had too much,

But if you don't, I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne,

Where the Saints had often trod.

As the Soldier waited quietly,

For the judgment of his God.

'Step forward now, you Soldier,

You've borne your burdens well.

Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,

You've done your time in Hell.'

~Author Unknown~


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May God's Grace and Blessings be upon all those, who have gone before us,
fighting for our right to live in peace and freedom ... may they all, R.I.P

we will remember them

paul



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Re: ... in today's email

A Crabby Old Man??


When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a small hospital near Tampa
Florida , it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later,
when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this
poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made
and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. And this little old man,
with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this
"anonymous" poem winging across the Internet.

Crabby Old Man

What do you see nurses? ......What do you see?
What are you thinking......when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man,.....not very wise,
Uncertain of habit ........with faraway eyes?
Who dribbles his food.......and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice ....."I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice ......the things that you do.
And forever is losing ............... A sock or shoe?
Who, resisting or not...........lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding ...... The long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking?.......Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse......you're not looking at me.
I'll tell you who I am .......... As I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding,.......as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of Ten.......with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters ..........who love one another
A young boy of Sixteen .......with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now...........a lover he'll meet.
A groom soon at Twenty .........my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows........that I promised to keep.
At Twenty-Five, now .......... I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide ......And a secure happy home.
A man of Thirty ......... My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other ........ With ties that should last.
At Forty, my young sons ....have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me.......to see I don't mourn.
At Fifty, once more, .......... Babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children ......... My loved one and me.
Dark days are upon me .......... My wife is now dead.
I look at the future ............I shudder with dread.
For my young are all rearing......young of their own.
And I think of the years...... And the love that I've known.
I'm now an old man.........and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age ........look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles..........grace and vigor, depart.
There is now a stone........where I once had a heart.
But inside this old carcass ...... A young guy still dwells,
And now and again ........my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys.............. I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living.............life over again.
I think of the years ....all too few......gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact........that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people ..........open and see..
Not a crabby old man.....Look closer....see ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush
aside without looking at the young soul within.....we will all, one day, be
there, too!
 
Re: ... in today's email

In the spirit of the thread:

http://blog.oregonlive.com/breakingnews/2008/04/the_best_tale_of_sportsmanship.html


 
I`m rich beyond my wildest dreams or so this very professional e-mail suggests.My ol` mate Jurgen the Gerkin.

 
I`m rich beyond my wildest dreams or so this very professional e-mail suggests.My ol` mate Jurgen the Gerkin.

Yeah, I think I got one from Mr Gerkin too!

Have you got this one?

I sent a copy to the FBI 'Notice of suspected Scam'... but they haven't contacted me.

Pretty lousy grammar, not to mention knowledge of the law. They must think I'm stupid.

 
I wonder if I played cop and sent them a `you`re busted` letter i would get a reply.Let us know on this thread if you get a reply from the real FBI.It would be interesting to see what they say.

Ol` Bobby Mueller, FBI Director, seriously now!!!
 
21 Economic Models explained with Cows

SOCIALISM
You have 2 cows.
You give one to your neighbour.

COMMUNISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and gives you some milk.

FASCISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and sells you some milk.

NAZISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both and shoots you.

BUREAUCRATISM
You have 2 cows.
The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the
milk away...

TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell one and buy a bull.
Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.
You sell them and retire on the income.

SURREALISM
You have two giraffes.
The government requires you to take harmonica lessons

AN AMERICAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.
Later, you hire a consultant to analyse why the cow has dropped dead.

ENRON VENTURE CAPITALISM
You have two cows.
You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters
of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a
debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all
four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows.
The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to
a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who
sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company.
The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more.
You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving
you with nine cows.
No balance sheet provided with the release.
The public then buys your bull.

A FRENCH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You go on strike, organise a riot, and block the roads, because you
want three cows.

A JAPANESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow
and produce twenty times the milk.
You then create a clever cow cartoon image called 'Cowkimon' and
market it worldwide.

A GERMAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and
milk themselves.

AN ITALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows, but you don't know where they are.
You decide to have lunch.

A RUSSIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You count them and learn you have five cows.
You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.
You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.
You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.

A SWISS CORPORATION
You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.
You charge the owners for storing them.

A CHINESE CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You have 300 people milking them.
You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.
You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.

AN INDIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
You worship them.

A BRITISH CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Both are mad.

AN IRAQI CORPORATION
Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.
You tell them that you have none.
No-one believes you, so they bomb the **** out of you and invade your country.
You still have no cows, but at least now you are part of a Democracy....

AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION
You have two cows.
Business seems pretty good.
You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.

A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION
You have two cows.
The one on the left looks very attractive
 
I received a fraudulent e-mail from a woman (probably a man) posing as a Travelex employer.I telephoned The Office of Fair Trading and they said to refer it directly to the Travelex company.It was a well constructed offer with a follow up application form requiring bank details at which point the grooming fell down.Checked the I.P. address and it was Cal. USA.



A bit Russian at that point.
 
Investment tips for 2009


For all of you with any money left, be aware of the next expected mergers

so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks.


Watch for these consolidations in 2009:


1.) Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R. Grace Co.

will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.


2.) PolygramRecords, Warner Bros., and ZestaCrackers join forces and become:

Poly, Warner Cracker.


3.) 3M will merge with Goodyear and become:

MMMGood.


4. ZippoManufacturing, AudiMotors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining will merge and become:

ZipAudiDoDa.


5. FedEx is expected to join its competitor, UPS, and become:

FedUP.


6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become:

Fairwell Honeychild.


7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become:

PouponPants.


8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become:

Knott NOW!


And finally....


9. Victoria 's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name:

TittyTittyBangBang
 
not sure if this has been mentioned but reminds me of that kid in the US who got a heap of baskets in a basketball game even tho he had autism, they werent going easy too he was jsut a sick shooter
 


YOU'VE GOTTA BE ABLE TO RELATE TO THIS ONE!

Stock market quote of the week.......

"This is worse than a divorce...I've lost half my net worth and I still
have my wife" ...


have a great weekend

paul



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Read This Slowly

Jack took a long look at his speedometer
before slowing down: 70 in a 40 zone.
Fourth time in as many months.
This time he'd also had a couple of Xmas drinks
with some mates after work
How could a guy get caught so often?
Last time it 80 in a 60 zone

When his car had slowed to 10kms an hour,
Jack pulled over, but only partially.
Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard.

Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror.
The cop was stepping out of his car,
the big pad in hand.

Bob? Bob from Church?

Jack sunk farther into his trench coat.
This was worse than the coming ticket.
A cop catching a guy from his own church.
A guy who happened to be a little eager
to get home after a long day at the office.
A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow.

Jumping out of the car,
he approached a man he saw every Sunday,
a man he'd never seen in uniform.

'Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this.'

'Hello, Jack.' No smile.
'Guess you caught me red-handed
in a rush to see my wife and kids.'

'Yeah, I guess.' Bob seemed uncertain. Good.

'I've seen some long days at the office lately.
I'm afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once.'

Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement.

'Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight.
Know what I mean?'

'I know what you mean.
I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct .'

Ouch.

This was not going in the right direction. Time to change tactics.

'What'd you clock me at?'

'Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?'

'Now wait a minute here, Bob.
I checked as soon as I saw you.
I was barely nudging 65.'
The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket.


'Please, Jack, in the car'

Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door.
Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard.
He was in no rush to open the window.

The minutes ticked by.
Bob scribbled away on the pad.

Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?

Whatever the reason,
it would be a month of Sundays
before Jack ever sat near this cop again.

A tap on the door jerked his head to the left.
There was Bob, a folded paper in hand
Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches,
just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip.
'Thanks.'
Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice.

Bob returned to his police car without a word.
Jack watched his retreat in the mirror.
Jack unfolded the sheet of paper.
How much was this one going to cost?

Wait a minute.
What was this? Some kind of joke?

Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:

'Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a daughter.
She was six when killed by a car.
You guessed it - a speeding drunk driver.
A fine and 18 months in jail, and the man was free.
Free to hug his daughters, all three of them.
I only had one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven
before I can ever hug her again.

A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man.
A thousand times I thought I had.
Maybe I did, but I need to do it again.
Even now.
Pray for me.
And be careful, Jack,
my son is all I have left.'
'Bob'

Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car
pull away and head down the road.
Jack watched until it disappeared.
A full 15 minutes later, he too,
pulled away and drove slowly home,
praying for forgiveness and
hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.

Life is precious.
Handle with care.
This is an important message;
please pass it along to your friends.
Drive safely and carefully
And think before you drink
Remember, cars are not the only things
recalled by their maker.
Funny how you can send a thousand jokes
through e-mail and they spread like wildfire,
but when you start sending messages
regarding the sanctity of life,
people think twice about sharing.

Funny how when you go to forward this message,
you will not send it to many on your address list
because you're not sure what they believe,
or what they will think of you
for sending it to them.
Pass this on,
you may save a life.
Maybe not,
but we'll never know if we don't try.

Just send this to your friends
The life you save may be ....

Your own child or grandchild.
 
i seem to be getting a few of these lately, so why not share them around,
feel free to claim this prize for yourself.


Claims Department [rossall2@sympatico.ca]

£1.000,000.00 GBP has been won by your E-MAIL Address in our UK Promo. Do get back to this office with your requirement such to contact Mr Pinkett Griffin via (claimdepartments@btinternet.com) with your

Names :...............
Address :................
Country :................
Phone No :..............

Best Regard
From Mrs Rose Wood


rose, you are very very naughty


you'd think these geniuses would put a little more effort into their scam, . . . but i bet some recipients would reply in earnest
 
you'd think these geniuses would put a little more effort into their scam, . . . but i bet some recipients would reply in earnest

Yeah, they're not very bright and often not very proficient in english either, but as you say they still sucker in a few as highlighted on the current affair programs ocassionally.

I reported them to Aus authorities but the response I got when I asked if I should send them a copy of new ones was, we get them all the time, just delete them.

Although I did get one in the guise of the FBI (posted above) which I reported on their website... but no contact.

One has to wonder whether the authorities are making any serious effort to get these fraudsters.
 
Subject: ANZ Bank - This is Brilliant !!!


Note to self: 'Cancel credit cards prior to death!

Be sure and cancel your credit cards before you die! This is so priceless
and so easy to see happening - customer service, being what it is today!


A lady died this past January, and ANZ bank billed her for February and
March for their annual service charges on her credit card, and
Then added late fees and interest on the monthly charge. The balance
had been $0.00, now is somewhere around $60.00.

A family member placed a call to the ANZ Bank:

Family Member:
'I am calling to tell you that she died in January.'

ANZ:
'The account was never closed and the late fees and charges still apply.'

Family Member:
'Maybe, you should turn it over to collections.'

ANZ:
'Since it is two months past due, it already has been.'

Family Member:
So, what will they do when they find out she is dead?'

ANZ:
'Either report her account to the frauds division or report her to
the credit bureau, maybe both!'

Family Member:
'Do you think God will be mad at her?'

ANZ:
'Excuse me?'

Family Member:
'Did you just get what I was telling you . . . The part about her
being dead?'

ANZ:
'Sir, you'll have to speak to my supervisor.'

Supervisor gets on the phone:
Family Member:
'I'm calling to tell you, she died in January.'

ANZ:
'The account was never closed and the late fees and charges still apply.'

Family Member:
'You mean you want to collect from her estate?'

ANZ:
(Stammer) 'Are you her lawyer?'

Family Member:
'No, I'm her great nephew.'
(Lawyer info given)

ANZ:
'Could you fax us a certificate of death?'

Family Member:
'Sure.'
( fax number is given )

After they get the fax:

ANZ:
'Our system just isn't set up for death. I don't know what more I
can do to help.'

Family Member:
'Well, if you figure it out, great! If not, you could just keep billing
her. I don't think she will care.'

ANZ:
'Well, the late fees and charges do still apply.'

Family Member:
'Would you like her new billing address?'

ANZ:
'That might help.'

Family Member:
' Rookwood Memorial Cemetery , 1249 Centenary Rd, Sydney Plot Number
1049.'

ANZ:
'Sir, that's a cemetery!'

Family Member:
'Well, what the **** do you do with dead people on your planet?'
 
message there somewhere
 
I get a couple of these emails a day. I respond to all of them. So far I've won 23.4 million GBP, 16.8 million EUR and 38.2 million USD. I've already ordered the mansions and the Ferrari.
 


gee these guys are meat-heads,
at least have someone correct the grammer, spelling, punctuation etc first; or what chance is there of making it big in the world of crime!
 
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