I am so sorry about that whole ‘Revolutionary war’ thing.
It was rude of us to kick you out like that, after all the help you gave us setting up for the party. But you know how it is. Once the party is over, you just want to do a little tidying up and go to bed so you can be ready for the next day.
And there is always that one party guest that doesn’t get the hints and just sort of over-stays their welcome.
No hard feelings, I hope.
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By party do you mean the Boston Tea Party?
I don’t remember now.
HA! WOW. Do you think there is an art to being radical? Write a book on it, Bro. I’ve been out of the Blog-O-Sphere for a few months … I was looking for the post that talks about you getting married … and I found this, and I knew I had to give you some props for such a great post. Way to go, man. Your pictures … Now is the guy that looks like you, is that like your great-great-great-great (etc.) grandfather? Or is that you? Peace, T
Thanks so much… and yes, I come from a long line of revolutionaries… malcontents, trouble makers, rabble-rousers and generally revolting people…
We like to think of the US like they are our teenage children, we brought you up until you were ready to stand on your own two feet, but we like you much more now you have flown the nest and we don’t have to be responsible for anything you do anymore, one day you will grow up drink less beer and learn to drink tea but until then we will watch you do all sort of crazy stuff with a loving smile on our faces, 😀 lol
That is very nice… but I still feel like we are disappointing you, Mum.
haha awesome comment. I don’t wanna grow up I’m a toys r us kid…HA
you are living in the right country then
Who is the guy carrying a flag with a flaming beaver on it? Is that Trent???
Generically speaking… I recycled that picture
Well said. Imagine if we hadn’t escaped the British. We’d all be drinking tea with our teeth falling out and saying “Cheerio” instead of eating Cheerios.
No offense Joe, (although if you look at his avatar, you don’t see and teeth). Just saying. Maybe you could photoshop some in for him PMAO.
*any teeth 🙂
Ha… I caught that…
He knows Americans can barely speak or spell English.
Well if they’d just come up with common sense rules like those other languages, but no…have to make everything difficult.
I’m just feeling like dishing it out today. 🙂
Wait till they come back and take over again…
Think they’re too busy drinking and making fun of the queen. 😉
Don’t stereotype my English heritage!!!
Most of us have a little English in us. Wait a second, not like that…
Now you are spreading rumors that Englishmen are not well endowed… shame on you… HA!
Rumors? 😉
uh oh…
Lol!
sigh
No… he might bite you
I hate tea 🙂 And I have nice teeth as I go to the dentist regularly ;-p
I think I’ll take America back when I visit, you are getting very unruly.
Unruly? It’s called freedom dear. That’s what happens when you don’t have a monarchy. It’s glorious! You should try it sometime. 😉
But I want a Queen!!!
In fact, I want to be the queen…
Everyone needs rules
You especially ;-D
He has a point
😀
yup
At least become our official dominatrix… wait… is there a male version of that???
I don’t think so now you mention it? I’m more like a stern headmaster. I think you call them school principles. I prefer our term for them. I am the head master
so many jokes I could make here…
I thought I’d give you the ammunition
ha… even that is funny
don’t point that thing at me,… it might be loaded…
It already went off, early
itchy trigger finger?
I knew you were old, but…
I know… thanks for rubbing it in
You’re welcome 🙂
ha
♫BOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNN on the fourth of JULYYYYYY♪
our national anthem has rockets and bombs…
Not buckets and rums?
it is inplied
England asked me to reply by putting my hands over my ears and saying “Lalalalalalallala”
That is so immature… for the English… we invented that, by the way.
😀
oh yeah
I had no idea you were there! ‘Bout time you apologized.
We have been meaning to… but you know us colonials…