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Yeah:Yeah!

I became pregnant the summer of 2024
I had my eightth son, born
Valentines Day 2025 in  Correzz
France. I became pregant one night at
a Music semenarier.
Ten of us partied at the Twig Retreat
in Spain. One song was 2/3 melody.
TThe other was 3/4 harmony.
They deleted the dialog and
fused the grooves. The Circle of
Fifth, "Bangers and Grindin!"
Eglise aint nothing on us!
Jesus is Jesus in Spanish.
So I wanna name him
O'Dey.
it means alot with this meaning,
I wanted to name him Jose'
Putchew-Chitta Rella de acidia
forkio saladiaanchoivous creame!
Dolled up in Powda Bleu rhinestone
she wore ah skirt to appease
her Paw.
He was angry cause she refused
to wear a bra.
He heard the Fella
talking about what they saw.
She grabbed her Tres Cubano and swung it at
until the room cleared.
Amalgam
She auditioned for the role of the guy who makes the burlap bags in the village.
She was casted as his wife.
Rweebuffelsmeleenskotmorscbodgeskietfontein
Mamungkukumpurangkuntjunya

Due to the Scarcity of Walruses
they uses cowhide, shepskin,sealleather
and goatskins snd dell them off as walrus leather!!!

Premium Member Normandy Beaches

I was in-processing my Army unit in Germany when the fortieth anniversary of D-Day happened; but, alas, I couldn't leave.  I wanted so much to be there to meet the old surviving veterans, to shake their hands and hear their stories.  I had read accounts of D-Day-- June 6th, 1944.  I had already seen several times the film The Longest Day, based on the book by Cornelius Ryan.  
Eventually my family followed me back to Germany, and we later took a vacation that included Normandy.  
We visited Sainte-Mere-Eglise, and I pointed out the manekin of Private john Steele--the paratrooper that had gotten stuck on the church's steeple.  
We visited the upper German fortifications of Point Du Hoc, where Army Rangers fought their way up impossible cliffs.  
We paid our respects at the US war cemetery on Omaha Beach, and my sons and I walked where so many Americans had died to free Europe.
My wife was very somber and respectful at these sites; she is French, and grew up hearing stories of the German occupation.
I often still watch on June 6th either The Longest Day, or Saving Private Ryan, and try to imagine my forebears on those beaches.

We Pray We Will Survive

The darkness was shattered 
With the glow of cigarettes 
As we all hunkered down 
Each other a silhouette 
Six hours from now 
We’d be floating to earth 
As the Allies war in Europe 
Would start its historic birth 
All of the gear now readied 
Everyone with their thoughts 
Rather we won or lost 
To be determined how we fought 
Sainte-Mere-Eglise 
Was our destined site 
Behind enemy lines 
And in the dark of night 
Hold the French town 
No surrender, no retreat 
With muscle and firepower 
We carried with our feet 
The drop zone ahead 
It’s now or never men 
How we fight for this town 
Determines what army wins 
All boots on the ground 
Rather dead or alive 
We came here to conquer 
We pray we’ll survive


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