Thread: Quip Of The Day

Originally Posted by Geezer

Siamese twins married a nice girl name of Wright. So, yes, two Wongs can make a Wright.
~Richard

... well , yes, two Wongs do make a Wright then...

So could four Wongs make an airplane?

Originally Posted by Hirlau

"Where the hell did all these Indians come from?"

Lieutenant Colonel George Custer,,,, June 25, 1876

From "The Son of the Morning Star" - When his Crow scouts left Custer they noted his exhortations to his troops as they left...."Hurrah Boys, we got 'em now!"

Originally Posted by whoever

And if I remember correctly, from history class, they sent him back to where he came, for trespassin'

Custer had been warned by the Lakota not to come back to the Black Hills "with hostile intent" - they considered him family as he had fathered a daughter with a (Cheyene I believe) woman captured at the Battle of the Ouachita.
So after the battle some of his in-laws reportedly punctured his ears with sewing awls, so that he might hear better in his next life...

There's never enough time to do all the nothing you want.


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Tack

I bet when he got to the" happy hunting grounds he listened then". It was a terrible battle some of the native Americans even said. One of the chiefs involved in the battle was chief Gall. Which means chief touch the sky. He was 6 foot 4 and weighted 360 pounds. His weapon of choice was the war club with blades on it. They said he looked like a wolf going thru a flock of sheep.

Custer lost 2 brothers and a nephew in that battle.....I bet he whish that he listend to the Lakota now.

Found this on Craigslist...

The crusty Navy Master Chief noticed a new face and barked at him, "Get over here! What's your name, sailor?"

"John," the new seaman replied.

"Look, I don't know what kind of bleeding-heart pansy crap they're teaching sailors in boot camp these days, but I don't call anyone by his first name," the chief scowled.

"It breeds familiarity, and that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my sailors by their last names only; Smith, Jones, Baker, Jackson, whatever.

And you are to refer to me as 'Chief' Do I make myself clear?"

"Aye, Aye, Chief!"

"Now that we've got that straight, what's your last name?"

The seaman sighed. "Darling, My name is John Darling, Chief."

"Okay, John, here's what I want you to do ....

reportedly punctured his ears with sewing awls, so that he might hear better in his next life...

well, its one way to get your point across.

Originally Posted by Utopian

Found this on Craigslist...

The crusty Navy Master Chief noticed a new face and barked at him, "Get over here! What's your name, sailor?"

"John," the new seaman replied.

"Look, I don't know what kind of bleeding-heart pansy crap they're teaching sailors in boot camp these days, but I don't call anyone by his first name," the chief scowled.

"It breeds familiarity, and that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my sailors by their last names only; Smith, Jones, Baker, Jackson, whatever.

And you are to refer to me as 'Chief' Do I make myself clear?"

"Aye, Aye, Chief!"

"Now that we've got that straight, what's your last name?"

The seaman sighed. "Darling, My name is John Darling, Chief."

"Okay, John, here's what I want you to do ....

At least its Darling and not seamen, cumly or like wise

Originally Posted by Utopian

So could four Wongs make an airplane?

They made 4 before they showed it off

I've had a no soliciting sign at my front door for a long time but I like this one better.