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Hinder? OMG Dar you are so German! ;)
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I was made in Frankfort ;) Never heard other kids parents use that word but mine. LOL!
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My Mom's grandparents came over from the Alsace-Lorraine area in the 1850s.
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My parents came over but I don't remember much about my in utero plane ride. ;)
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It's German 'Hintern'. Closest translation is English 'behind'.
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My wife, who is German, thought the word hinder was a stupid cutesy affect until she was looking in one of her artist's anatomy bibles and saw that it was, in fact, a technical term for the, umm, hinder.
In other words: Meine Frau, die deutsch ist, Gedanke das Hinter Wort war ein dummer cutesy Affekt, bis sie in einem ihres artist' schaute; s-Anatomiebibeln und Säge, dass es tatsächlich ein technischer Ausdruck für war, umm, Hinter. |
One day Harry the bald eagle waited at the nest for his partner of 10 years, Mary. He went looking and found her. She had been shot deader 'n' a hobnob.
Harry was devastated. After about six minutes of mourning, he decided he needed to get himself a new playmate, even if he had to cross the feather barrier. Eventually he found a lovely dove and brought her back to the nest. The sex was okay, but all the dove wanted to say was "I'm a dove, and I want to love; I'm a dove, and I want to love." This got on Harry's nerves, so he booted the dove and went looking once again. He found a very sexy loon and brought her back to the nest. Once again the sex was great, but all the loon would say is "I am a loon, and I want to spoon. I am a loon and I want to spoon." Unnerved once again, Harry booted the loon and went looking once again. This time he found a duck to bring back to the nest. Again the sex was great, but all the duck would say was.... No, the duck didn't say that. What's wrong with you? What the duck said was, "I am a drake, and you made a big mistake!" |
^^^Laff.......Laff.......^^^
Kick 'em in the other knee...... |
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^^^ I really had NO idea.
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It wouldn;t play the video for me. But bloody hell! fascinating article!
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The funeral
As a bagpiper, I play many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave side service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Kentucky back-country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost; and being a typical man I didn't stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to play. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless man. And as I played 'Amazing Grace,' the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, " I never seen nothin like that before and I've been puttin in septic tanks for over twenty years." |
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