dogooder
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Stonewalling eh?Totally beside the point. It wasn't your question. Talisman knew what he was talking about....and so did I.
Stonewalling eh?Totally beside the point. It wasn't your question. Talisman knew what he was talking about....and so did I.
I recommend door #3 but don't blame me if it turns out a bad choice. Based upon 10's of 1000's of hours of deep thinking, staring into the cosmos asking for the answer, I've come to believe, I'm pretty sure, I'm seriously hoping it's door #3Which God? I have a couple of thousand to choose from. Could you be more specific.
It appears that this is similar to asking where God came from...a divine mystery You just gotta have faith man...faithI still want to know what Popeys rank was? Links please.
I only have faith in me. I has been proven time and again I am the only one who has my best interests at heart. Faith is like respect, it has to be earned.It appears that this is similar to asking where God came from...a divine mystery You just gotta have faith man...faith
Olive Oil did say he was strong to the finish if that helps
what rank was Popeye in the navy?
Popeye, the fictional cartoon character created by E.C. Segar, is often associated with the United States Navy, but his specific rank has not been consistently portrayed in the various adaptations and cartoons over the years. In the original comic strips and many of the cartoons, Popeye is typically portrayed as a low-ranking sailor, often referred to as a "seaman" or "sailor." His uniform includes the typical attire of a sailor, such as a sailor hat and a uniform with the letter "U.S.N." (United States Navy) on it. However, he is not usually depicted with a specific naval rank such as "Petty Officer" or "Captain."
So, while Popeye is closely associated with the U.S. Navy, he doesn't have a specific rank that is consistently portrayed in the character's various appearances. The character's focus is more on his superhuman strength, his love of spinach, and his adventures rather than his naval rank.
Popeye was a Swabbie 1st Class. . .
what rank was Popeye in the navy?
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We come into this world by ourselves, no choice in the matter bigger than shit here we are. We also go out by ourselves...All of us on the great migration from beginning to end. Only you can know what it is like to feel the pain, anguish, love and happiness that you feel...We have no control over getting plopped here to exist but we do have control of when we exit...We can end it quickly or we can let it play out as fate will have it...but it's a choice to live and love another day. Or not. Faith in yourself?I only have faith in me. I has been proven time and again I am the only one who has my best interests at heart. Faith is like respect, it has to be earned.
No. I know who I'm talking about.Stonewalling eh?
Yeah, we can see that from all the videos you post on Prime Time !I only have faith in me
You know your life so I can't comment in a way that is going to seem anything other than wholly arrogant.I has been proven time and again I am the only one who has my best interests at heart
The biblical concept of faith is essentially trust. And I agree with you, it needs to be earned, most of the time. God has earned my trust. You clearly feel differently and you are entitled to.Faith is like respect, it has to be earned
Nor could I. That's why I was atheist for so many moons.I can't bring myself to believe in talking snakes and virgin births for starters
I quit the Santa train when I noticed that every Santa looked different...and I saw my Dad laying out the presents one night {that would be Christmas eve !}. His excuse, when confronted the next day {that would be Christmas day}, was that he was only helping Santa, who was a busy man. But I was an observant 4-year-old, although I didn't realize until just now.I quit believing in Santa long ago
Viagra ? Prilogy ? YouTube ? DVD boxsets ? Valium ? Burglary ? Shooting foxes that squeal all night ? Sherry........Whatever gets you through the night.
It is interesting though, that these two specific events are recorded as only ever happening once, throughout the entirety of human history, both are very contextual and specific and are clearly indicative of something unusual and noteworthy, something that is supposed to be taken notice of and their ramifications ruminated upon.I can't bring myself to believe in talking snakes and virgin births for starters
While I don't think that would make a good song or album title, I still think RAMI should name one of his albums {or even an instrumental, if he ever does one} "Ramifications."ramifications ruminated upon.
I only sleep four hours a night so I don't need much to get me through it.Nor could I. That's why I was atheist for so many moons.
Fortunately, I didn't have to bring myself to believe anything.
I quit the Santa train when I noticed that every Santa looked different...and I saw my Dad laying out the presents one night {that would be Christmas eve !}. His excuse, when confronted the next day {that would be Christmas day}, was that he was only helping Santa, who was a busy man. But I was an observant 4-year-old, although I didn't realize until just now.
Viagra ? Prilogy ? YouTube ? DVD boxsets ? Valium ? Burglary ? Shooting foxes that squeal all night ? Sherry........