Merry Christmas!

blinking garlandGood Morning Campers!
I hope it is a Very Merry Christmas4 for each and every one of you!  I, as representative of the whole Dragon Laffs crew, want to thank all of our campers out there for the most baby jesuswonderful of all gifts, your love and support over the last year.
Please, do me a favor…I have many, many friends, as many of you do, who won’t be able to be with their loved ones today.  Maybe they are working the shift in the Emergency Room, or they are in their patrol car, keeping us safe on this, most special of days.  Or maybe, they are thousands of miles away, fighting a war that is protecting all of us back home. For whatever reason at all, they can’t be home with their families…well, here’s the favor…give your own kids Wake up Santaa special hug and kiss, above and beyond the normal hug and kiss, in memory of all of those fathers and mothers who aren’t able to be there for their own kids. And count your blessings and give thanks for what you have and especially for the most precious gift that all of us were given by our own Father In Heaven.
 
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My dear, dear friends.  Please enjoy the rest of the day with your family and friends…and I know there are some of you who are spending this holiday by yourself…and whether it is by your choice or not, please know that you are in my hearts. 

Have a very merry Christmas my friends.

Cheers,

Impish, Lethal and the entire Dragon Laffs Staff.

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Dragon Laffs #1148

Good Morning Campers!  Today is a very special day!  It’s Christmas Eve!  The day before Christmas; probably one of the most adrenalin filled days out there!  Today is the day that all little boys and girls have to worry about whether they have, indeed, been good enough this year to have earned a visit from Santa Claus.

A very special day, indeed.

It’s also special for another, more personal reason.  And since I have it on very good authority that if I don’t tell you, someone else will, I will let itbirthdaydragon accidently, on purpose slip, that today is my birthday.  I am celebrating the 23rd anniversary of my 29th birthday.  (You do the math.)  I thought of several different ways of putting this little tidbit of information in the e-zine, or what I could also do along with it that might make for a bit more of a cool issue, but I really didn’t come up with much.  I thought about telling you all something about myself, either in my human or my dragon form, I also thought about giving you a special email address where you could write in and ask anything you wanted about me.  But then I thought, well, most of you probably already know way more about me then you really wanted to know and as for the questions, if you really had that many questions, you would’ve already asked.  I’ve come to realize that what you come to this site for isn’t so much my one sided opinions (can there be any other sort?) or my somewhat annoying insistence on a mythological second side.  No, what you come here for is the laughter.  The same stuff that all of us share and desire.  So, although the day may be personally important for a couple of different reasons than most of the rest of you, what we really want to see is….

Let’s laugh!

Besides, any of you out there who share this day as a birthday, and odds are that there are at least a few of you out there, know how much it stinks….and that, dear campers, is a subject for another time….

 

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Another Oldie…

A woman from New York was driving through a remote part of Arizona when her car broke down.
An American Indian on horseback came along and offered her a ride to a nearby town.
She climbed up behind him on the horse and they rode off. The ride was uneventful, except that every few minutes the Indian would let out a spine-chilling “Y-e-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!” so loud that it echoed from the surrounding hills.
When they arrived in town, he let her off at the local service station, yelled one final “Y-e-e-e-e-h-a-a-a-a!” and rode off.
“What did you do to get that Indian so excited?” asked the service station attendant.
“Nothing,” the woman answered. “I merely sat behind him on the horse, put my arms around his waist, and held onto the saddle horn so I wouldn’t fall off.”
“Lady,” the attendant said, “Indians don’t use saddles.”

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2 Eagles Season Tickets For Sale!

I have 2 Philadelphia Eagles season tickets for sale. My wife doesn’t want to attend any more of their games as she doesn’t like the person who sits in the seat next to us. I’ve attached a picture with the view from our seats. 
Tickets will be sold to the highest bidder.

Current Bid:    $6,500 each

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roflmao!  I think I lived next door to this one:

No doubt about  those Brit girls, they do have way of taking charge of a problem situation…….

http://biertijd.com/mediaplayer/?itemid=23312

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If you’re singing Christmas songs on your neighbor’s lawn at night with your church group, it’s called “caroling.”

But if you’re doing it alone with no pants on, it’s called “drunk and disorderly.”

 
And if you’re doing it in July, it’s even worse…and doesn’t matter whether you have any of the guys from the church along or not.  Trust me. ~ Impish
 

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“I don’t want you to think I don’t like marriage,” said the
man to his friend.”I’ve been happily married three times. My last
wife was one of them women’s libbers. She got mad ’cause I
opened the car door for her. Of course, we were going 75
mph when I did it.”

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“A man in Sicily had himself arrested so he wouldn’t have
to spend the holidays with his relatives. How many guys are
going, ‘Why didn’t we think of that?'” -Jay Leno

Outside my front door….

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A husband walks into Victoria’s Secret to purchase a sheer negligee for his wife. He is shown several possibilities that range from $250 to $500 in price — the more sheer, the higher the price.

He opts for the sheerest item, pays the $500, and takes it home.

He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs, put it on, and model it for him.

Upstairs, the wife thinks (she’s no dummy), “I have an idea … it’s so sheer that it might as well be nothing. I won’t put it on, I’ll do the modeling naked, return it tomorrow, and keep the $500 refund for myself.”

She appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose.

The husband says, “Good Grief! You’d think for $500, they’d at least iron it!”

He never heard the shot. Funeral is on Thursday at Noon.The coffin will be closed

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Great Wireless Headset Commercial:

http://www.makeuseof.com/tech-fun/funny-wireless-headset-commercial/ 

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Mrs Dragon: Watcha doin’ today?

Impish: Nothing

Mrs Dragon: You did that yesterday

Impish: I wasn’t finished.

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Now, that’s my kind of clock!

For you turkey hunters out there…..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mYfDnc42wog&NR=1

I ain’t sayin’ nuttin!

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WHOO HOO & WOW!  You Are Going To LOVE This!!!  Turn off your desk light.

Amazing Christmas Display with 176 channels and 45,000 lights. The show is so popular that it requires a crew of 3 people to manage the traffic. 

This is terrific!

Holdman Christmas Lights 2010

– Complete Show

http://www.flixxy.com/holdman-christmas-lights-2010-complete-show.htm

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Dear Noah,

It’s ok, we caught the train to Hogwarts instead.

Sincerely, Unicorns and Dragons.

Dear Kids,

There is no Santa. Those presents are from your parents.

Sincerely, Wikileaks.

Dear Bank Accounts,

OM NOM NOM.

Sincerely, Christmas.

Dear Santa Claus,

Please stop taking all the credit for our hard work.

Sincerely, UPS employees everywhere.

Dear College Student,

I saw your Facebook page this year, no presents for you…

Sincerely, Santa.

Dear skinny jeans,

R.I.P.

Sincerely, the holidays.

Dear gift givers,

I understand that “it’s the thought that counts”, but what kind of thoughts were going through your head when you picked this out?

Sincerely, are you serious.

Dear Mrs. Clause,

Please stop freaking out, Ho Ho Ho is just a catch phrase.

Sincerely, Santa.

Dear Santa,

Please tell me how you managed to stop at three Ho’s.

Sincerely, Tiger Woods.

Dear cats,

The Christmas tree is not your personal jungle gym.

Sincerely, your owner.

Dear Grandma,

A thousand apologies.

Sincerely, Reindeer.

Dear Santa,

Define ‘naughty.’

Sincerely, Kids Everywhere.

Dear Santa,

You still owe me for that hit and run.

Sincerely, Grandma.

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Okay, that’s gonna leave a mark!

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Dragon Laffs #1147

Good Morning Campers!876

  We’ve been getting some truly wonderful comments from you, our loyal and marvelous campers.  (Any of you old enough to remember the old Saturday Night Live skit with Billy Crystal, “Marvelous!  Simple Marvelous!”) Anyway… Thanks for all the great words of encouragement and some of the stories you’ve shared about your own struggles.  Both with FMS and other problems.

We’ve just realized that, for those of you who only know Dragon Laffs through this blog site, you’ve no real way of contacting us for anything other than with the comments section.  Those of you campers who’ve been around for awhile probably have numerous addresses for myself and Lethal, and you are welcome to continue to use them, but for any submissions to the ezine, please use this address:

dragonlaffs-owner@yahoogroups.com

This address goes to both of us.  You can put our names in the subject line if the email goes more towards one of us than the other.

And for now, that’s it!  Have a truly wonderful day and now…

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Very, very, very funny!

The Christmas Story Told By Children

http://video.aol.com/video/kids-get-christmas-story-all-wrong/2347578138?a_dgi=aolshare_email

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360 degree HD view of the “Enola Gay” cockpit

Use the arrow button and the minus button for a better view 

THE ENOLA GAY IS THE B-29 THAT DROPPED THE FIRST ATOMIC BOMB ON HIROSHIMA JAPAN IT IS IN THE SMITHSONIAN MUSEUM 

http://www.davidpalermo.com/data/slideshow/4/index.html

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John McCain was opposed to repealing “don’t ask, don’t tell,” though he admitted that he probably served with gay soldiers during the Civil War.

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Coke Christmas 2010 – Mind Heist

 

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My wife is driving me crazy with the nagging!
I came back from the store with the list she gave me and now she’s all over my case because I forgot ONE little kid.
-Travis Ruetenik

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So, now Jeannie is getting into the act!

A man sitting in a movie theater notices that there
is a big ole grizzly bear sitting next to him. Finally he
turns to the bear and says,

“Pardon me for asking, but aren’t you a bear?”

The bear nods; then the man says,

“So… tell me, what are you doing at the movies?”

The bear replies. . .

“Well, I liked the book.”

 

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Three good ole boys died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the pearly gates.

‘In honor of this holy season’ Saint Peter said, ‘You must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into heaven.’

The cowboy from  Texas fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a lighter. He flicked it on. ‘It represents a candle’, he said.

‘You may pass through the pearly gates’ Saint Peter said.

The logger from  Minnesota reached into his pocket and pulled out a set of keys. He shook them and said, ‘They’re bells.’

Saint Peter said ‘You may pass through the pearly gates’.

The old  Kentucky boy started searching desperately through his pockets and finally pulled out a pair of women’s panties.

St. Peter looked at the man with a raised eyebrow and asked, ‘And just what do those symbolize?’

The old  Kentucky boy replied, ‘These are Carols.

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Impish Dragon appeared on the TV program, Who Wants To Be A Millionaire and toward the end of the program had already won $500,000.  “You’ve done well so far,” said the host, “but for a million dollars, you’ve got one life-line left, phone a friend.  Everything’s riding on this question.  Will you go for it?”

“Sure,” said Impish.  “I’ll have a go!”

“Which one of the following birds does NOT build it’s own nest?  Is it a) The sparrow, b) The Thrush, c) A magpie or is it d) The Cuckoo?”

“I haven’t got a clue,” said Impish.  Being a dragon, we don’t build the same kinds of nests as birds, if you know what I mean.  So, I’ll have to use my last life-line and phone a friend.”

“And who’s your friend?” asked the host.

“Why, it’s my best friend.  The Lethal Leprechaun.” says Impish.

So, Impish Dragon calls his friend The Lethal Leprechaun and repeated the question to him.

“Fookin’ hell, you brain-dead dragon!” cried Lethal.  “Dat’s so simple.  It’s the cuckoo.”

“Are you sure, you daft Leprechaun?”

“Course I’m fookin’ sure!”

Impish hangs up the phone and says, “I’ll go with Cuckoo as my answer.”

“Is that your final answer?”

“It is.”

There was a very long pause and the presenter screamed, “Cuckoo is the correct answer!  Impish, you’ve won one million dollars!”

The next night the two friends were at Lethal’s favorite pub where our favorite dragon was buying his friend a pint.

“Tell me, LL?  How in heaven’s name did you know it was the Cuckoo that doesn’t build it’s own nest?”

“You’re so dense!  Everybody knows that Cuckoo’s live in a fookin’ clock!”

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A Realistic (somewhat) Rendition of the Twelve Days of Christmas:

December 14, 2010
Dearest Dave,
I went to the door today, and the postman delivered a partridge in a pear tree. This was a delightful gift! I couldn’t have been more surprised or pleased darling!
With truly the deepest love,
Agnes
December 15, 2010
Dearest Dave,
Today the postman brought me yet another of your sweet gifts. The two turtle doves that arrived today are adorable, and I’m delighted by your thoughtful and generous ways.
With all of my love,
Your Agnes
December 16, 2010
Dearest Dave,
You’ve truly been too kind! I must protest; I don’t deserve such generosity. The thought of getting three French hens amazes me. Yet, I am not surprised–what more should I expect from such a nice person.
Love,
Agnes
December 17, 2010
Dear Dave,
Four calling birds arrived in the mail today. They are truly nice but don’t you think that enough is enough? You are being too romantic.
Affectionately,
Agnes
December 18, 2010
Dearest darling Dave,
It was a surprise to get five golden rings! I now have one for every finger. You truly are impossible darling, yet oh how I love it! Quite frankly, all of those squawking birds from the previous days were starting to get on my nerves. Yet, you managed to come through with a beautiful valuable gift!
All my love,
Agnes
December 19, 2010
Dear Dave,
When I opened my door, there were actually six geese a-laying on my front steps. So you’re back to the birds again, huh? Those geese are dear, but where will I keep them? The neighbors are complaining, and I am unable to sleep with all the racket. Please stop dear.
Cordially,
Agnes
December 20, 2010
Dave,
What is with you and those stupid birds!? Seven swans a-swimming!! What kind of sick joke is this!!?? There are bird droppings everywhere! They never shut up, and I don’t get any sleep!!! I’m a nervous wreck! It’s not funny you weirdo, so stop with the birds.
Sincerely,
Agnes
December 21, 2010
O.K. wise guy,
The birds were bad enough. Now what do you expect me to do with eight maids a-milking? If that’s not bad enough, they had to bring their cows!! The front lawn was completely ruined by them, and I can’t move in my own house! Just lay off me or you’ll be sorry!
Agnes
December 22, 2010
Hey loser,
What are you? You must be some kind of sadist!! Now there are nine pipers playing, and they certainly do play! They haven’t stopped chasing those maids since they got here! The cows are getting upset, and they’re stepping all over those screeching birds. The neighbors are getting up a petition to evict me, and I’m going out of my mind!
You’ll get yours!
Agnes
December 23, 2010
You rotten scum!!!
There are now ten ladies dancing! There is only one problem with that! They’re dancing twenty-four hours a day all around me with the pipers upsetting the cows and the maids. The cows can’t sleep, and they are going to the bathroom everywhere! The building commissioner has subpoenaed me to give cause as to why the house shouldn’t be condemned! I can’t even think of a reason! You creep! I’m sicking the police on you!
One who means it!
December 24, 2010
Listen you evil, sadistic, maniac!
What’s with the eleven lords-a-leaping?!? They are leaping across the rooms breaking everything and even injuring some of the maids! The place smells, is an absolute mad house, and is about to be condemned! At least the birds are quiet; they were trampled to death by the cows. I hope you are satisfied–you rotten vicious worthless piece of garbage!
Your sworn enemy,
Agnes
December 25, 2010

The Law Offices of
Badger, Rees, and Yorker
20 Knave Street
Chicago, Illinois
Dear sir,
This is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve fiddlers-fiddling which you have seen fit to inflict on our client, one Agnes Mcholstein. The destruction of course was total. If you attempt to reach Ms. Mcholstein at Happy Daze Sanitarium, the attendants have instructions to shoot you on site.
Please direct all correspondence to this office in the future. With this letter, please find attached a warrant for your arrest.
Cordially,
Badger, Rees, and Yorker

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Pope John Paul II gets to heaven. St. Peter says, “Frankly, you’re lucky to be here.”

The Pope says, “Why? What did I possibly do wrong while on earth?”

St. Peter says, “God was very angry with your stance on women becoming priests.”

The Pope says, “God’s mad about THAT?”

St. Peter says, “She’s furious.”

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A man is waiting in line for a hit movie, and behind him are two women. The usher comes along and says that he has two seats together.

Seeing the problem, the usher says to the man. “Let them go first. You wouldn’t want to separate a woman from her mother, would you?”

The man says, “No, sir. I did that once, and I’ve been sorry ever since!”

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Mrs. Jones went to see her doctor. When he inquired about her complaint, she replied that she suffered from a discharge. He instructed her to get undressed and lie down on the examining table.

She did so….

The doctor put on rubber gloves and began to massage her “private parts.” After a couple of minutes he asked, “How does that feel?”

“Wonderful,” she replied, “but the discharge is from my ear.”

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An Oldie, but Goodie:

A little boy and his grandfather are raking leaves in the yard. The little boy finds an earthworm trying to get back into its hole. He says, “Grandpa, I bet I can put that worm back in that hole.”

The grandfather replies, “I’ll bet you five dollars you can’t. It’s too wiggly and limp to put back in that little hole.”

The little boy runs into the house and comes back out with a can of hairspray. He sprays the worm until it is straight and stiff as a board. Then he puts the worm back into the hole.

The grandfather hands the little boy five dollars, grabs the hairspray, and runs into the house. Thirty minutes later the grandfather comes back out and hands the little boy another five dollars.

The little boy says, “Grandpa, you already gave me five dollars.”

The grandfather replies, “I know. That’s from your grandma.”

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My mother wanted me to be a priest. Can you imagine giving up your sex life and then once a week people come in to tell you the details and highlights of theirs?

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And this is from our Alaskan Camper Buddy, Bob:

Here is an Alaskan version I think you will enjoy.
Bob
http://alaskadispatch.com/dispatches/features/7903-quinhagaks-hallelujah

 

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I’ve received this several times now, so now we are going to put it out there.  Pardon me for a little literary license…

It all started with this gun………….

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A-10 gun system

It was developed by General Electric, the “We bring good things to life” people.  It’s one of 7a1the modern-day Gatling guns.  You may remember the old Gatling guns….

Anyway, this one shoots very big bullets…and it shoots them very quickly.

Someone said, “Let’s put it in an airplane.”

Someone else said, “Better yet, let’s build an airplane around it!”7a

So they did.  “They” were the Fairchild-Republic airplane people.  They had done such a good job with an airplane they developed back in World War II, called the P-47 Thunderbolt, they decided to call this one the A-10 Thunderbolt.  People who worked with this plane lovingly called it the “Warthog.”A-10 background3

They made it so that it was very good at flying low and slow and shooting things with that fabulous gun.  But, since it did fly low and slow, they made it bulletproof, or almost so.  A lot of bad guys have found that you can shoot an A-10 with anything from a pistol to a 23mm Soviet cannon and it just keeps right on flying and shooting.

When they got through with the airplane it looked like this:

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and this:

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It’s not sleek and sexy like an F-18 or the stealthy Raptors and such, but I think it’s such a great airplane because it does what it does better than any other plane in the world.

It kills tanks.

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Not only tanks, as Sadam Hussein’s boys found out to their utter horror, but armored personnel carriers, radar stations, locomotives, bunkers, fuel depots…just about anything the bad guys thought was bulletproof turned out to be pretty easy pickings for this beast!

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See those engines?  One of them alone will fly this puppy.  One stabilizer, a significant portion of one or a smaller portion of both wings, will still allow this bad boy to fly.  The pilot sits in a titanium alloy “bathtub” which makes him all but immune to small arms fire from the ground or sides.

But that’s all typical of the design.

They were smart enough to make every part the same whether mounted on the left side or the right side of the plane, like landing gear, just for instance.

Because the engines are mounted so high and away from the ground debris and the landing gear uses such low pressure tires, it can operate from a damaged airport, interstate highway, plowed filed, or dirt road.

Everything is redundant.  They have two of almost everything.  Sometimes they have three of the important somethings…like flight controls.  There’s triple redundancy of those and even if there is a total failure of both hydraulic systems, there is a set of manual flying controls.  You gotta love it!

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Capt Kim Campbell sustained this damage over Baghdad and flew for another hour before returning to base. 

But, back to that gun…

It’s so very hard to grasp just how powerful it is…

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This is the closest I could find to showing you just what this cartridge is all about.  What the guy on the left is holding is NOT the 30 mm round, but the “little” .50 Browning machinegun round (on the right) and the 20 mm round on the left.  Now, the guy in the right hand picture is holding a 30 mm round, but I couldn’t find one in the same picture to compare it to the human hand.

The 30 mm round is significantly bigger.

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Okay, down at the bottom of this chart you see the .50 BMG and the 20 mm (Vulcan Cannon model) rounds that the guy in the left picture were holding.  The round farthest to the right is the one we’re talking about here.  As someone who loaded the 20 mm and the 30 mm rounds in their respective aircraft guns, the picture REALLY doesn’t do the difference justice.

Let’s get some perspective here… the .223 Rem (M16 rifle round) is fast!  It shoots a 55 or so grain bullet at about 3300 feet/second, give or take a little bit.  It’s the fastest of all those rounds shown in the picture.  The fastest, that is, except one.  Want to take a wild guess as to which one is faster?

The bullet for the 30 mm Avenger has an aluminum jacket around a spent uranium core and weighs 6560 grains (yes, that’s over 100 times heavier than the M16 round.)  It flies through the air at an astounding 3500 ft/sec which makes it the faster round on the chart.

The cannon shoots at a rate of 4200 rounds per minute (rpm).  Yes, that’s four-thousand!  Pilots typically shoot a one or two second burst, which still sets loose 70 to 150 rounds.  (I have met pilots who can caress a trigger and get a mere 12 rounds at a time.)  The system is optimized for shooting at 4,000 feet.

Okay, the best for last…

You’ve got a pretty good idea of how big that cartridge is, but I’ll bet you really don’t appreciate how big that entire GA GAU-8 Avenger Gun system really is.

Take a look….

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Each of those seven barrels is 112 inches long.  That’s almost ten feet folks.  The entire gun system is 19 ½ feet long.  Think how impressive it would look set up in your living room.  (It wouldn’t fit in mine, lol).  Oh, by the way, it doesn’t eject the spent shells, but runs them back into the storage drum.  There’s just so dang many of them flying out, they might damage the aircraft.

Oh yeah, I forgot, they can hang those bombs and rockets and things on them too.  Just in case.  To the tune of eleven weapons pylons!  After all, it is a fighter aircraft.  Like I said, beautiful design!

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And here’s a not-too-shabby video of the A-10 in action:

I’m sure glad this baby’s on our side.

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Ode to Impish Dragon

It’s Christmas, so I thought I should give Impish Dragon a break and post something nice about him because after all he really is a decent guy and someone I am proud to call my friend…a moniker I do not bestow lightly.

Problem is I was sitting in my office trying to compose something suitable and the rotten SOB was in his office gorging himself on Taco Bell one pound bean burritos! The toxic cloud killed my Shamrock Garden, burnt the wings of 4 fairies and set off the fire alarm! Now half the secretarial pool is being treated for fart inhalation and claiming Workman’s Comp!

As you can imagine this has understandably somewhat colored the attitude of my muse!

Ode to a Perpetually Flatulent Dragon

A fart is a pleasant thing..
It gives the belly ease…
It warms the bed in winter..
And suffocates the fleas.

A fart can be quiet…
A fart can be loud…
Some leave a powerful…
Poisonous cloud

A fart can be short…
Or a fart can be long…
Some farts have been known..
To sound like a song…..

A fart can create…
A most curious medley…
A fart can be harmless…
Or silent…and deadly.

A fart might not smell…
While others are vile…
A fart may pass quickly…
Or linger a while…

A fart can occur…
In a number of places…
And leave everyone there…
With strange looks on their faces.

From wide-open prairie…
To small elevators…
A fart will find all of…
Us sooner or later.

But farts are all bad…
Is simply not true…
We must never forget…
Old fart Dragons like you!

Kinda brings a tear to your eye…right?
Don’t worry the smoke ejectors are on full blast the burning and tearing should stop as soon as we vent all his gas!


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Where’s the Line for Jesus?

Thanks to reader Jim for this one.

About the Song:

While at the mall a couple of years ago, my then four year old nephew, Spencer, saw kids lined up to see Santa Claus. Having been taught as a toddler that Christmas is the holiday that Christians celebrate the birth of Jesus, he asked his mom, “where’s the line to see Jesus”?

My sister mentioned this to my dad, who immediately became inspired and jotted words down to a song in just a few minutes. After putting music to the words, and doing a quick recording at home, he received a great response from friends. He sent the song off to Nashville without much response, except for a Christian song writer who suggested adding a bridge at the end of the first chorus.

My dad then asked if I wanted to record the song to see what we could do with it. I listened to the song, made a few changes to the words to make it flow better, and we headed to Shock City Studios. It was at the studio where Chris, owner and producer, rewrote the 2nd verse and part of the chorus… with goosebumps and emotions high, we were all hopeful and felt like we had something special. The demo was recorded in just under 2 hours and sent off again to Nashville… still no response. Then 2 weeks before Christmas last year, my cousins Greg and Robbie decided to do a video to see what we could accomplish on YouTube.

The first day we had 3000 hits and it soared from there. We received e-mails, phone calls, Facebook messages from people all over asking for the music, CD’s, iTunes, anything… we had nothin’. After a couple of meetings with Chris following the amazing response, we got serious. We headed back into the studio this past spring… this time with guitars, drums, bass, pianos, choirs… the real deal…. and here we are today. Getting iTunes set up, a website put together, and loving that thousands upon thousands of Christians have come together… remembering the true meaning of Christmas.

Out of the mouths of babes come profound truths that many adults can not understand. Hopefully Spencer’s observation will cause people all over to reflect on the love of Jesus, and that one day we will all stand in line to see Him. We are most thankful to our Heavenly Father to have this chance to share our music with you. Merry Christmas everyone.

Personally I don’t give a reindeer’s backside if the ‘About the Song’ is true one not. It has no bearing on the powerful message of the song itself
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