flyachopper1
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Greetings fine fellow flitterer flyers,
Oof, Donica is much better at the unique post openings.
Two slick and Reuben, welcome to this little part of the forums. It is good you have come here. Please come back as often as you wish.
Chris,
Ooh-yah, real good to hear from you and that you are making your way back to the good old U.S. Come on back and enjoy all the good things you have earned and helped protect.
Oooohhhh, my head hurts. It was a long night last night and I seem to be paying some dues today. I found out that I, like JD, cannot quite keep up with all those Cajun and Choctaw fellows when it comes to imbibing fermented liquids. Donica tried her best to hang with the festivities too, but kind of fell off a bit at about 2 A.M. She rapidly went from the "cute, giggly" stage to the "going to bed" stage. She hugged me and went off to crash. That little sideways walk she did was real cute. It was all good times though and everyone dumped a lot of stress and sadness. That was needed by all. I have gotten to know a lot of Donicas family these last few days and learned a ton about the Cajun and Choctaw cultures. I have to say these are some very special and fascinating people. I have felt nothing but accepted and very much at home. I have developed a relationship with Donicas great grandfather that is very special and he has made me feel like I have travelled back in time. I have all kinds of 'visions' in my head now of the Choctaw people and what they have been like over their history. He has a way of "doin' the tell" that captures ones attention and puts you right in the story.
I set up Donicas laptop last night and fired up the G4 sim to show a bunch of the folks what it is I've gotten her into. As I whipped one of the simulated helis around there were a lot of comments made in two different languages (Cajun dialect and Choctaw) that I didn not understand. Some real strange French sounding words and some curious sounding clicks and words from the Native Americans. Uncle Gaff said "Gone and put my teet niece Donica inta dis flyin' whirlygig thing and it is bein' some kinda fun for her. Makes me tickled ta know she be with a boy that gives of his life to her. Now, 'nuther glass of the white liquor is called for". That was when he poured everyones glass full of some (illegal I think) very potent, clear as water, whiskey he had in a big old glass jug. Reminded me of the stuff my Irish grandfather made from potatoes but tasted a bit more of corn. I am thinking this stuff is what is banging away at the inside of my head today. Surely did liven up the group though.
JD,
It probably would have been better if you had been here to do some of the singing. I am sure you would not have butchered James Taylor quite like I did. you would have enjoyed all the music going on too. There was a lot of piano, banjo, fiddle, harmonica and guitar playing. One of the Cajun uncles did some kind of yodelling that was amazing. Oh, you must be talking about the peace pipe. Uhhh, tobacco I think????????? Had a strange taste. Now, I can't be sure what was in the cookies aunt Meagan brought though. She said the green bits were sugar cane stalk, winked, giggled kinda strangely and floated-uuhhh-walked away.
Donicas uncle Brach told me a funny Cajun joke worth sharing:
Boudreaux was sitting in the City Bar in
Baton Rouge, La. one Saturday night, and had
several beers under his belt. After a while,
he looked at the guy sitting next to him, and
asked him, "Hey, you wanna hear a good
Nebraska joke, you?” The big guy replied,
"Let me tell you something. I'm a rancher, I
weigh 270 pounds, and I don't like Cajuns.
My buddy here is a Nebraska football player,
weighs 300 pounds, and he doesn't like Cajuns
either. His friend on his other side, is a Univ.
of Nebr. wrestler, weighs 320 pounds, always
has a chip on his shoulder, and he likes Cajuns
even less than we do, and, we are all native
Nebraskans. Do you really want to tell us a
Nebraska joke?" Boudreaux, all 150 pounds of
Cajun attitude, told him, "Well, I guess not.
After all I don’t wanna explain it three times!"
Her dad told this one:
It seems that ol’ Marie was listening to the radio when she asked Claude, “Mais, where is you ‘yet’?”
Claude shook his head, “you ‘yet’?”
“Mais, oui,” said ol’ Marie, “you ‘yet.’ The radio said dat dis lady was shot an’ de bullet is in her ‘yet.’”
I am being called to. Must be something going on they want me in on. Better go and see what kind of mischief I am to be part of now.
Later me friends.
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RE: Heli stuff and fellowship - 
. I had to take a 50 question test to get current and Hey I made 97.5 on it 
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