Off-Topic Didn't Happen Of The Year Awards

[TH63]

Absolute whopper propaganda from Facebook

"I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.

Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation.

'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me. 'Petawawa. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Afghanistan.'

After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time...

As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to base.'

His friend agreed.

I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'

Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?'

'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked. She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.

'This is your thanks..'

After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars.

Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, 'I want to shake your hand.' Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand.

With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.

Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.

When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars!

Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars. 'It will take you some time to reach the base.. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.'

Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers.

As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals. It seemed so little...

A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'

That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it.' "

Holy shit, that’s some grade a bullllllsheeeet right there

 

[TH63]

Still more believable than Dai’s book story.

What’s this?

 

[Dr. Lecter]

What’s this?

#1097

 

[Glos Blue]

Absolute whopper propaganda from Facebook

"I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.

Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation.

'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me. 'Petawawa. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Afghanistan.'

After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time...

As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to base.'

His friend agreed.

I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'

Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?'

'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked. She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.

'This is your thanks..'

After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars.

Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, 'I want to shake your hand.' Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand.

With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.

Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.

When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars!

Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars. 'It will take you some time to reach the base.. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.'

Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers.

As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals. It seemed so little...

A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank check made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'

That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer understand it.' "

MURICA!

#1097

Can we have a brief synopsis for the sensible ones of us that have him on ignore please?

 

[Dr. Lecter]

MURICA!


Can we have a brief synopsis for the sensible ones of us that have him on ignore please?

I have a true story about books.

The multi millionaire family that I worked for in Dubai and Baku, bought a house in Belgravia.

I had to meet the oldest son in London, on my way back from Paris to report on the trip.

I met him in the Dorchester, after a quick coffee, he asked me to go to Bond St with him to a bookshop.

We arrived, and he explained that he had a library in the new London house and he was after some books.

The manager went through a whole load of topics with him. He was clearly getting fed up with that, so he said to him.

The bookshelves are two metres wide, give me two metres of books please.

 

[Glos Blue]

I have a true story about books.

The multi millionaire family that I worked for in Dubai and Baku, bought a house in Belgravia.

I had to meet the oldest son in London, on my way back from Paris to report on the trip.

I met him in the Dorchester, after a quick coffee, he asked me to go to Bond St with him to a bookshop.

We arrived, and he explained that he had a library in the new London house and he was after some books.

The manager went through a whole load of topics with him. He was clearly getting fed up with that, so he said to him.

The bookshelves are two metres wide, give me two metres of books please.

2 metres of books on one shelf.

Shit fucking library.

 

[NumberAde]

I have a true story about books.

The multi millionaire family that I worked for in Dubai and Baku, bought a house in Belgravia.

I had to meet the oldest son in London, on my way back from Paris to report on the trip.

I met him in the Dorchester, after a quick coffee, he asked me to go to Bond St with him to a bookshop.

We arrived, and he explained that he had a library in the new London house and he was after some books.

The manager went through a whole load of topics with him. He was clearly getting fed up with that, so he said to him.

The bookshelves are two metres wide, give me two metres of books please.

Didn't Happen of the Any Year in the past, present or future award.

 

[kernel]

 

[Dr. Lecter]

Yeah because they wouldn’t have noticed the same address, dob, social security number and job history would they?

Bullshitting African slag.

 

[Kiffa 3.22]

Yeah because they wouldn’t have noticed the same , dob, social security number and job history would they?

Bullshitting African slag.

One was Chicago and the other was Kigali

Unlucky Leccles

 

[Dr. Lecter]

One was Chicago and the other was Kigali

Unlucky Leccles

Technically she’s the real racist.

A true proud African wouldn’t feel the need to make up an American name.

 

[Norris Cole]

 

[Arfur Ap Llewellyn Europe]

Fuck off you cunts and anyone who likes, replies or even believes that bullshit.

I don't believe in God, but if there is one, I'd like to think he would agree with my line above

 

[Arfur Ap Llewellyn Europe]

Still more believable than Dai’s book story.

It's so unbelievable, I'm now wondering if the original creators of AI were using DHOTY Awards as a testing ground for their made up bollox

 

[Arfur Ap Llewellyn Europe]

It's so unbelievable, I'm now wondering if the original creators of AI were using DHOTY Awards as a testing ground for their made up bollox

If not, then the human bullshitters are going to have to raise their bar

 

[Jimmytaff]

Don't take the piss. The poor lad is homeless now

 

[Stevenage R]

 

[Jimmytaff]

Random loner boasts about befriending children

 

[Stevenage R]

Random loner boasts about befriending children

Check his hard drive.

 

[Stevenage R]

Random loner boasts about befriending children

Sad really though that adults are made to feel bad about doing a good deed through fear of being labelled a paedophile.

I remember in the early 80s we used to ask other adult City fans to take us onto the Bob Bank as we couldn't get in unaccompanied.