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just finishin' it up.
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Great book.
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Sadly been putting this one off. After 'The Battle' (waterloo book) and 'La Grande Armee' and 'Memoirs of Napoleon's Egyptian Expedition' I was sorta burnt out. However I got back into 'the mood' after just recently finishing the B&N VALUE PURCHASE:
ANYWAY I actually bought this particular Trafalgar book cause of the line 'and he was shot on the poop'. Poop obviously refers to the poop deck but god damn if it isnt still pretty FUNNY.
Looks like a point by point recollection based off of entries in sailor diaries and various records.
To be more precise Nelson stranded his ARMY in egypt, he ran to France on his own and got another Army while his old one rotted in egypt LOL
Im just saying clinging to your overpriced education is....amusing.
Build some REAL character ya fruit.
jesus fuck, Boogie, not getting much personal validation these days?
you don't break out the so-called "credentials" two posts into what started as a friendly discussion unless your penis -- both literally and intellectually -- is feeling neglected. fuck, i don't think i've ever had call to break out my credentials, ever!
do you run away squealing and backpedaling in your tae bo fights, too?
i've already got the response predicted
I expected "wanna fight" so you just cost me 20 silver pieces
Did you pick up the new one? Old ones tie into it. I got through the first 3 of the first run, but by 4 I was just like bleh....
On the last night of the marriage, my husband and I went to the ballet. We sat behind a blind man; his guide dog, in harness, lay beside him in the aisle of the theater. I could not keep my attention on the performance; instead, I watched the guide dog watch the performance. Throughout the evening, the dog's head moved, following the dancers across the stage. Every so often the dog would whimper slightly. "Because he can hear the high notes we can't?" my husband said. "No," I said, "because he was disappointed with the choreography."
I work with these dogs every day, and their capability, their decency, shames me.
I am trying not to take things personally. This on advice from the evaluator at the school for the blind where I train dogs. She had overheard me ask a Labrador retriever, "Are you trying to ruin my day?"
I suppose there are many things one should try not to take personally. An absence of convenient parking, inclement weather, a husband who finds that he loves someone else.