KR> Merry Christmas to all

2014-12-23 Thread Richard Human
Can't believe this original piece of poetry is 9 years old! Enjoy it every year. Thanks Larry Rick Human N202RH -Original Message- From: KRnet [mailto:krnet-bounces at list.krnet.org] On Behalf Of Flesner via KRnet Sent: Tuesday, December 23, 2014 2:13 PM To: KRnet Subject: KR> Me

KR> Merry Christmas to all

2014-12-23 Thread Joe Nunley
My first time hearing that AMAZING poem! Joe On Dec 23, 2014 2:12 PM, "Flesner via KRnet" wrote: > > > > > 'Twas the Day Before Christmas > > 'Twas the day before Christmas and out on the ramp > Sat a little KR, a mischievous scamp > He should be in his hangar or so he was told > But he just

KR> Merry Christmas to all

2014-12-23 Thread Clayton
Still great Larry, Merry Christmas and best wishes to you all. Clayton -Original Message- From: KRnet [mailto:krnet-bounces at list.krnet.org] On Behalf Of Mark Jones via KRnet Sent: Tuesday, December 23, 2014 5:04 PM To: Flesner; KRnet Subject: Re: KR> Merry Christmas to all St

KR> Merry Christmas to all

2014-12-23 Thread Joe. E. Wallace
I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ALLL YEAR About to mention that the site needed it Thanks...makes my Christmas... jw Joe. E. Wallace jwallacep51 at gmail.com > On Dec 23, 2014, at 14:12, Flesner via KRnet wrote: > > >

KR> Merry Christmas to all

2014-12-23 Thread Mark Jones
December 23, 2014 2:12 PM Subject: KR> Merry Christmas to all > > > > > 'Twas the Day Before Christmas > > 'Twas the day before Christmas and out on the ramp > Sat a little KR, a mischievous scamp > He should be in his hangar or so he was told > But he jus

KR> Merry Christmas to all

2014-12-23 Thread Flesner
'Twas the Day Before Christmas 'Twas the day before Christmas and out on the ramp Sat a little KR, a mischievous scamp He should be in his hangar or so he was told But he just had to see what the day would behold He'd heard of this fellow all dressed up in red He was told there were reindeer

KR> Merry Christmas to all

2008-10-12 Thread Brian Kraut
‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop, No resin was curing, not even a drop; The clamps were hung over the workbench with care, In hopes the spruce I ordered soon would be there; The old lady and I were nestled all snug in our bed, While the “I Hate Sanding” song played in my