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All hail and welcome . . .

. . . the year of the Ox.

Comments (13) to “All hail and welcome . . .”

  1. That guy looks like he’s swallowed a lot of agression…along with a lot of pizza!

  2. I thought about taking one of those aggression training courses- you know, like EST- but they are so expensive! So then I thought, join the Army! It’s free, and they’ve got what, a six to eight week program, a tough one, which is PERFECT for me!

  3. Good thinking, Ox; real good. That’s why I’m right behind you guys–every step of the way.

  4. “ARMY TRAINING, SIR!”

    Too funny. Thanks, Ethan.

    Eric

  5. Ox…”So…Where you from Tex?”

    Francis…”Don’t you ever f-ing touch me again!”

  6. I apologize to the other Civil Warriors for bringing down the level of intellectual discourse on this blog.

    But . . . Well sir, uh, I was going to the bingo parlor at the YMCA. Well, one thing lead to another and the instructions got all fouled up there and we ended up . . .

  7. “We’re Americans, with a capital ‘A’, huh? You know what that means? Do ya? That means that our forefathers were kicked out of every decent country in the world. We are the wretched refuse. We’re the underdog. We’re mutts! Here’s proof: his nose is cold!”

  8. You know, I used to wonder if my wife was correct in predicting that traffic on this site would be almost exclusively guys . . .

  9. How’s it going, Eisenhower?

    Lighten up, Francis.

  10. Blowed up, sir!

  11. I maintain my stance that no class on the 1970s-1980s U.S. Army is complete without extensive reference to this movie.

  12. “Hey Stewardess…what’s the movie on this flight?”

    “Lee Harvey…Youuu are a mad man!”

    “Barnake?? Hey, He owes me money.”

    “Son, There is no draft anymore.” “There was one?”

  13. Ya gotta admit, the starched ODs look STRAC…maybe not on John Candy, but what would?