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| Mordag McCallen |
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| October Hush |
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| Mordag McCallen |
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| Mordag McCallen |
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| Father Eamon |
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| Charles Noble |
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lmao. excellent.
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| J8 Skall |
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Send that two my Catholic friends the other day, no replies as yet...
One is a member of Opus Dei, think that might have been the final straw for her...
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| Father Eamon |
| Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 6:53 pm Post subject: |
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| One is a member of Opus Dei, think that might have been the final straw for her... |
Holy shit, dude. ROFL! Yeah, I'll bet that went over real well. ;)
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| J8 Skall |
| Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 7:02 pm Post subject: |
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She's learnt to live we my frequent jibes about about gay peado priests, nazi popes and albino monks, and more serious debates about morality and the existance of god (yes I'm the kinda sad person that 'debates' with friends, im arguementative by nature).
But yeah I haven't got a reply to sending that, though it hasn't been long I realised.
I'm just hoping she doesn't tell her dad, the guy ain't all that big but he's so religious it actually scares me, kinda guy I suspect wants the Inquisition back... He'd hunt me down  .
Cause I kinds sent it, then slept, then woke, and check for replies, not realsing due to my silly sleeping patterns its pretty much the same day.
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| Mordag McCallen |
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| Mordag McCallen |
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| Mordag McCallen |
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| Arcann Dyrssen |
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I'm with Mordag. That was worth a watch. Somehow, unfortunately, I could see the end coming, but it reminds me of a story I heard about World War I. It was Christmas, and both the Germans and the British agreed to a temporary ceasefire. And they played a soccer match together. But the next day, it was back to work. For more information, go to http://www.firstworldwar.com/features/christmastruce.htm . |
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| Mordag McCallen |
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| Arcann Dyrssen wrote: |
I'm with Mordag. That was worth a watch. Somehow, unfortunately, I could see the end coming, but it reminds me of a story I heard about World War I. It was Christmas, and both the Germans and the British agreed to a temporary ceasefire. And they played a soccer match together. But the next day, it was back to work. For more information, go to http://www.firstworldwar.com/features/christmastruce.htm . |
Very interesting reading, thank you.
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| ... it reminds me of a story I heard about World War I. It was Christmas, and both the Germans and the British agreed to a temporary ceasefire. And they played a soccer match together. But the next day, it was back to work. For more information, go to http://www.firstworldwar.com/features/christmastruce.htm . |
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Christmas in the Trenches
by John McCutcheon
My name is Francis Tolliver, I come from Liverpool.
Two years ago the war was waiting for me after school.
To Belgium and to Flanders, to Germany to here
I fought for King and country I love dear.
'Twas Christmas in the trenches, where the frost so bitter hung,
The frozen fields of France were still, no Christmas song was sung
Our families back in England were toasting us that day
Their brave and glorious lads so far away.
I was lying with my messmate on the cold and rocky ground
When across the lines of battle came a most peculiar sound
Says I, "Now listen up, me boys!" each soldier strained to hear
As one young German voice sang out so clear.
"He's singing bloody well, you know!" my partner says to me
Soon, one by one, each German voice joined in harmony
The cannons rested silent, the gas clouds rolled no more
As Christmas brought us respite from the war.
As soon as they were finished and a reverent pause was spent
"God Rest Ye Merry, Gentlemen" struck up some lads from Kent
The next they sang was "Stille Nacht." "Tis 'Silent Night'," says I
And in two tongues one song filled up that sky.
"There's someone coming toward us!" the front line sentry cried
All sights were fixed on one long figure trudging from their side
His truce flag, like a Christmas star, shown on that plain so bright
As he, bravely, strode unarmed into the night.
Soon one by one on either side walked into No Man's Land
With neither gun nor bayonet we met there hand to hand
We shared some secret brandy and we wished each other well
And in a flare-lit soccer game we gave 'em hell.
We traded chocolates, cigarettes, and photographs from home
These sons and fathers far away from families of their own
Young Sanders played his squeezebox and they had a violin
This curious and unlikely band of men.
Soon daylight stole upon us and France was France once more
With sad farewells we each prepared to settle back to war
But the question haunted every heart that lived that wonderous night
"Whose family have I fixed within my sights?"
'Twas Christmas in the trenches where the frost, so bitter hung
The frozen fields of France were warmed as songs of peace were sung
For the walls they'd kept between us to exact the work of war
Had been crumbled and were gone forevermore.
My name is Francis Tolliver, in Liverpool I dwell
Each Christmas come since World War I, I've learned its lessons well
That the ones who call the shots won't be among the dead and lame
And on each end of the rifle we're the same.
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If anyone can point me to an mp3 of that being sung -- it was hearing the song that prompted me to find the poem, several years ago -- I'd be eternally grateful. |
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