In the eyes of John Wayne, everybody is a 'Pilgrim'. . .

Forgive me Cecil, for I have sinned. . .

I had a whole three months to think up a wise, profound statement to edify your Teeming Millions with, and the subject line is all I could think of. I’m a horrible Doper. . .

But, I am back from my ‘business trip’. All I want to know is who left the beer cans on the floor, and why there are burnt tiki torches in my living room. Can’t I leave this place to you hooligans and not have it torn to pieces?

And why the hell is there a goat in my living room?

Tripler
Again, Cecil, I apologize. I was a mite bit distracted. . .

Wha? Um…I do not recall anything happening…uh…yeah, that’s it. I wasn’t here. I don’t know what you’re talking about.

::quietly shoos goat out the door::

::whistles innocently::

Um, hi Tripler. It’s so good to see you back!

::MsRobyn starts picking up beer cans to get them ready for the recycler::

Robin

Oh, Hi! Welcome back, Trip. Glad to see you here again. :smiley:
{{{{{{Tripler}}}}}}

::motions for someone to quickly hide the other…er…‘critters’ before he spots them too while I distract him with my hugs::

::turns Tripler in the other direction so he won’t see the bizzare shade of green something-or-other that’s trying to escape from the fridge::

welcome home!!

It’s terrific that you have returned in one piece. Welcome back!

Welcome back, Trip. You get tired of the posh hotel setting and Air Force fine dining or something?

Long time no see!

What’d you bring me?

:smiley:

On the contrary! I got tired of all the sandstorms and the constant smell of petroleum in the air. However, the fresh gun camera footage of Tali-butt getting whooped was a nice perk to the job.

Tripler
Yeah, helping kick Tali-can was great. I’m gonna have a few beers now. . .

So, you got stuck in traffic, or what?
Bastid. I waited the longest three months of my life to make fun of you again.

I love you, Trip. Welcome home. Where’s my presents? :wink:

Welcome home, Trip. Oh-rah! on a job being well done.

Welcome home!

Thanks guys. Just remember that we still have/are going to deploy more people over there. If you’ve got relatives, friends, acquaintences, etc. keep sending letters and e-mails to 'em. I think this is going to be a bigger campaign than we all expect – but a necessary one. Buckle up kids, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.

Tripler
Self-proclaimed Senior OEF War Correspondent

May I just say that it’s about time you got out of bed and posted.

Hmph. You’d think you were on a different time zone or something.

I beg your pardon. I’m still 9 hours ahead of y’all, and I had to go into work today to inprocess. Can you imagine how tired [sub]and hungover[/sub] I must have been?

Tripler
C’mon now, can’t I get just a little love, please?

You’ll have to wait until after midnight for a little love. thinksnow declared today the First Official Coldfire Non-Flirt Day.

In honor of Coldy, not the first official Nobody Flirt With Coldy Day.

I’m even afraid to use a smilie for fear of being smacked by Francesca’s rolled up newspaper!

Wait. There’s something wrong with me saying that sentence…

Not 'til tomorrow. See Arden Ranger’s post for some 'splainin.

Ginger , Arden, duly noted. These are hard times for all of us. If I have to forgo the lovin’ for this and next calendar year, so be it. Anything for freedom . . .

Tripler
We’re all making sacrifices. Gittin lovin’ is just one of them.

Fie on you for speaking those words! A pox!
Never Give Up the Ship!
I Have Not Yet Begun to Fight!
Damn the Torpedoes, Full Speed Ahead!
Retreat? Retreat Hell. We Just Got Here!
Sir, we’re surrounded. GREAT, Now we can shoot in all diretions and hit the bastards.
Don’t die for your country, let that sorry sonofabitch die for HIS!
We will NEVER surrender!
Prepare to board!

Well, prepare to board tomorrow.

Good ta see ya home, Trip.

[sup][sub]Bloody Marines[/sub][/sub]