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After my recent interest in 3D it was already on my bookmarks

My sincere condolences for your loss. If you don't mind me asking how because you said he was going to teach you to weld which would mean he was still going strong.

My condolences too, best wishes for your family.

Really sorry to hear that warhead. I had the same question as Crna.

warhead052 wrote:Hey guys, here with a little bit of news... My Grandfather passed away this morning, and it is really hitting my dad hard. Never seen him this way before. Please send thoughts for him. Thanks. I may not be as active for the next few days due to this reason.

So so sorry for your loss. My condolences,,,,

Sorry to hear of your loss, my thoughts are with you and your family.

An example of what air pressure can do.............
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A man boarded an airplane in New Orleans with a box of frozen crab. A female crew member took the box and promised to put it in the crew's refrigerator, which she did.

The man firmly advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for the crabs staying frozen, and proceeded to rant at her about what would happen if she let them thaw out. She was annoyed by his behavior.

Shortly before landing in New York , she announced over the intercom to the entire cabin, 'Would the gentleman who gave me the crabs in New Orleans , please raise your hand?'

Not one hand went up..so she took them home and ate them herself.

Men never learn!

damn it jrrdw!

warhead-sorry for your loss. I lost my Grandfather a few months ago also.

It's pretty impressive when they forget to vent on vacuum, too...

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Anyone read William Shirer's The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich? I'm about 450 pages in and can't help noticing that Shirer says "I just happened to be there when..." quite a bit. He's "just happened" to be in Prague, Rome, Paris and Vienna all when important events/people were happening/arriving and all within the last 150 pages I've read. I'd understand if he said "I flew to Paris to catch so-and-so meeting with Hitler" but it seems a bit far fetched that he times these events by pure coincidence.

Perhaps it only seems that way due to the sheer number of important events happening at that time and the probability of being in a big city during that time is fairly good.

Wasn't he a journalist and sort of had to be there?

On another note,what the... looks like Brian's great great uncle used to make fire extinguishers!

jackssmirkingrevenge wrote:Wasn't he a journalist and sort of had to be there?

Yeah but that was my point, he never claimed he was there to cover those stories, just that he happened to be there at the same time; a coincidence. After I wrote that post the other day, a few pages later and he 'happened' to be in Berlin at some crucial other time (although to be honest, he was based there).

'tis a good book once things get going though; Hitler still hasn't invaded Poland 500 pages in.

Anyone here read Churchill's memoirs on WW2? Would have loved to read them if they weren't so long.

History of the "1000 year Reich (tolerance ± 995 years)" aside, FN Five-seveN KABOOM! in case anyone was thinking of a handheld high mix hybrid without adequate chamber material

A kindergarten teacher handed out a coloring page to her class. On it was a picture of a duck holding an umbrella. The teacher told her class to color the duck in yellow and the umbrella green, however, Bobby, the class rebel, colored the duck in a bright fire truck red. After seeing this, the teacher asked him:

"Bobby, how many times have you see a red duck?"

Young Bobby replied with

"The same number of times I've seen a duck holding an umbrella."

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Here's a good one:

SOB Fish:

The parish priest went on a fishing trip. On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in. The guide,holding a net, yelled,"Look at the size of that S-O-B!!!.

Son, I'm a priest. Your language is uncalled for! "No, Father, that's what kind of fish it is- a S-O-B fish!""Really? Well then, help me land this S-O-B!"

Once in the boat, they marveled at the size of the monster."Father, that's the biggest S-O-B I've ever seen" "I agree, it's a big S-O-B. What should I do with it?" "Why, eat it! Of course. You've never tasted anything as good as a S-O-B!" Elated, the priest headed home to the rectory.

While unloading his gear and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip." Take a look at this big SOB I caught!" Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, "Father!""It's OK Sister, that's what kind of fish it is, a SOB fish!"

"Oh well then, what are you going to do with that big SOB?" Sister Mary informed the priest that the new Bishop was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the SOB for dinner."I'll even clean the SOB", she said. As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in.

"What are you doing Sister?" "Father wants me to clean this big SOB for the new Bishop's Dinner""Sister! I'll clean it if your're so upset! Please watch your language!" "No, no, no, it's called a SOB fish." "Really? Well, in that case,I'll fix up a great meal to go with it,and that SOB can be the main course!

On the night of the new Bishop's visit, everything was perfect. The Friar had prepared and excellent meal.The wine was fine, and the fish was excellent. The new Bishop said,

"This is great fish, where did you get it?"

"I caught that SOB!''proclaimed the proud priest.
"And I cleaned that SOB!" exclaimed the Sister.
The Friar added, "And I prepared the SOB,using a special recipe!"
The new Bishop looked around at each of them.

Abig smile crept across his face as he said,

"You f-ers are my kind of people!!!"