what money?

[Rich Parsons]

Please excuse this small poem. When I received it and read it
I enjoyed it and laughed.

'Twas the Night Before Playoffs

'Twas the night before Playoffs, and all through the Joe
Not a player was skating, not even Devereaux;
The jerseys were hung from the rafters with care,

Yes; Abel, Howe, Lindsay, Delvecchio were there.

The fans in Detroit were all snug in their beds,
While Stanley Cup fever danced 'round in their heads;
Kirk Maltby, Kris Draper, Dom Hasek, you see,
Would star in their dreams of what would soon be.

Next day on the ice there would be such a clatter,
That, for true fans of hockey, nothing else even matters.
Away to the arena, we fly like a flash,
(Unless we can't get tickets, 'cause we don't have the cash).

The laser light show on the freshly groomed ice
Would light up the way as we welcome our guys!
Then, what to our wondering eyes should appear,
But the best of the NHL, at least so far this year.

With a captain named Yzerman, and a winger named Hull,
We knew in a moment this would not be dull.
More rapid than eagles, the players they came,
And we whistled and shouted, as they called them by name;

"Now, Lidstrom! Now Chelios! Now, go, Larionov!
On Datsyuk! On Robitaille! And, now, Sergei Fedorov!
To the top of the Conference! To the top of the League!
There's no turning back! There will be no fatigue!

As the Canucks and the Blues and the Avalanche cry,
When they meet with the Wings, and their Stanley dreams die,
As New Jersey crumbles, and Montreal meets with fate,
The Leafs and the Hurricanes will just have to wait.

For now, in a twinkling, there comes to the party
Kuznetsov, Sean Avery, and Darren McCarty.
There's Dandenault, Duchesne, and Fischer, and Shanny!
There's Wallin, Olausson, and a goalie named Manny!

Then, dressed up so nicely, in the best they could find,
The coaches line up, with the trainers behind.
There's Lewis and Smith, and, of course, Scotty Bowman.
You'll notice John Wharton (if you are a woman)..

Our eyes, how they twinkle! Our hearts are so merry!
With Redmond to comment, or maybe Don Cherry.
We know Tomas Holmstrom will be taking no poop,
With luck he'll get backup, maybe from Uwe Krupp.

If we need them, Williams, Brule, or Elliott we'll finger.
Or Wikstrom, or Slegr, or Kohn, or Dwayne Zinger.

With a wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Scotty soon had assured us we had nothing to dread.
He spoke not a word, these guys know how to work.
We won't need to deal with Claude Lemieux (what a jerk!).
I'm sorry I said that, I know it's not nice.
But I just couldn't help it, I won't do it twice.

They spring to the ice, as the referees whistle,
In pursuit of the cup they will fly like a missile.
And the fans will exclaim, whether they lose or win,
"Go, Red Wings! We Love You! What a great year it's been!"


GO WINGS!!!

Rich



PS: This was sent to me through e-mail adn the author is
unknown. My Apologies for not listing credit.

 

[Kirk]

An elderly couple who were childhood sweethearts had married and
settled down in their old neighborhood and are celebrating their
fiftieth wedding anniversary. They walk down the street to their
old school. There, they hold hands as they find the old desk
they'd shared and On their way back home, a bag of money falls
out of an armored car practically at their feet. She quickly
picks it up, but they don't know what to do with it so they take
it home. There, she counts the money, and it's fifty thousand
dollars. The husband says, "We've got to give it back." She
says, "Finders keepers. "And she puts the money back in the bag
and hides it up in their attic.

The next day, two FBI men are going door-to-door in the
neighborhood looking for the money and show up at their home.
They say, "Pardon me, but did either of you find any money that
fell out of an armored car yesterday?" She says, "No." The
husband says, "She's lying. She hid it up in the attic." She
says, "Don't believe him, he's getting senile." But the agents
sit the man down and begin to question him. One says, "Tell us
the story from the beginning."The old man says, "Well, when
Sally and I were walking home from school yesterday..."
The FBI guy looks at his partner and says,
"Let's get out of here!"

 

[Rich Parsons]

With thoughts of the past Holiday and the plans for future holidays ....



The best turkey recipe ever. No one can screw this up

When I found this recipe I thought it was perfect for people who just are not sure how to tell when poultry is cooked thoroughly but not dried out

Give this a try.

BAKED STUFFED TURKEY

14-18 lb turkey
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1 cup melted butter

1 cup stuffing

1 cup uncooked popcorn

salt/pepper to taste

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Brush turkey well with melted butter, salt and pepper.

Fill cavity with stuffing and popcorn.

Place in baking pan with the neck end toward the back of the oven. Listen for popping sounds.

When the turkey's butt blows the oven door open and the turkey flies across the room, it's done.

And, you thought I couldn't cook..............!
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