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| Pappy014 wrote: | Merry Christmas to All!
I hope everyone had a joyous time with friends and families.
To those away from home protecting us, I wish a special greeting to them and thier families.
Best Regards,
Pappy
I hope CAG will do his magic and add Season's graphics to this post. 
   
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Post subject: Merry Christmas
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CAG
Thank you for the special touch! 
Regards,
Pappy
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| Mon Dec 28 18:31:23 2009 |
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No Problem!
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| Mon Dec 28 20:44:26 2009 |
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Post subject: Twas the Flight Before Christmas.
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In memory of Foxxy who's been our co-pilot in the skies since October 2006. <S> Foxxy.
| Quote: | Twas the Flight Before Christmas...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a pilot was stirring, not even Mag's mouse;
All the 18's were stored in the hanger with care,
In hopes that FA II soon would be there;
The pilots were restless at home in their beds,
While visions of FA II danced in their heads;
And JinkX in Old Maine, and I in PA,
Had just settled down for a long family stay,
When out on the tarmac there arose such a clatter,
Mag sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen Snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But Archer, and Executor, and Firefoxx he feared,
With these little old Pilots, so lively and quick,
Mag knew in a moment it must be some trick.
More rapid than Raptors his courses they came,
And Foxx whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now BIGNAP! now MERLOCKE! now OPPPS! and GIGANTOR!
On THE_SWORD! on Q-TIPS! on SLASH! and ROADRUNNER!
To the pit of Mag's Eagle, do we have the balls!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, they mount to the sky,
So up to angels ten their waypoints they flew,
With a plane full of beer, and Kuchinator too.
And then, in a twinkling, Mag heard on the roof
The swilling and jawing of each little goof.
As Mag drew in his hand, and was turning around,
The wheels of his Eagle were leaving the ground.
It was loaded with pilots, and painted bright red,
But the question on his mind, "Which way would they head?"
A bundle of six-packs were tied to each wing,
and some fifths of Vodka, among other things.
His hands how they tremored! His eyes were aflame!
What could they be up to? What excuse could they claim?
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the skin on his face was as white as the snow;
The rumble of tailpipes he felt in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He pondered, if maybe, it might be ol' Basalisk,
who plotted and planned this all out with the Silverfox.
Then in came Rokaku, a right jolly old elf,
And laughed when he saw Mag, in spite of himself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon Magnum knew he had nothing to dread;
Rok spoke not a word, but led Mag to his truck,
Then did some wheelies through the snow and the muck,
He turned on the radar installed in the dash,
And giving a nod, said "We'll be there in a flash;
When they pulled up at BearForce's, the welcome was hearty,
See the pilots together had thrown Mag a party.
And Mag heard Foxx exclaim, with a voice full of cheer,
"WE JUST BORROWED YOUR EAGLE, TO HAUL ALL THE BEER!"
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good flight!
****Gen. Firefoxx_VF AKA Mark |
I hope you all have a safe, and enjoyable Christmas Season and a very Happy New Year. <S> to you all.
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| Thu Dec 23 16:23:26 2010 |
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Thank you for reposting it Mag...
His memories will continue to live on this board for as long as we keep posting it!
Have a Very Merry Christmas!
CAG out...
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| Fri Dec 24 6:48:52 2010 |
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Yes very good to see the memory is being kept alive and well here. It is also good to see you online again Magnum. I have been away for a while buried in my work, but now I am back active to do whatever I can. Take care and may everyone here have a merry christmas. 
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Another year. Thank you all for being who you all are.
And to Firefox_VF who's been our co-pilot since October 2006. He's now joined by his father who unfortunately passed away this past Sunday. I'm sure the're sitting side by side - Foxxy using his hands to explain a maneuver he once did to his Dad.
< S > to you all. Have a safe and Merry Christmas and a great New Year.
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Twas the Flight Before Christmas...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a pilot was stirring, not even Mag's mouse;
All the 18's were stored in the hanger with care,
In hopes that FA II soon would be there;
The pilots were restless at home in their beds,
While visions of FA II danced in their heads;
And JinkX in Old Maine, and I in PA,
Had just settled down for a long family stay,
When out on the tarmac there arose such a clatter,
Mag sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen Snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But Archer, and Executor, and Firefoxx he feared,
With these little old Pilots, so lively and quick,
Mag knew in a moment it must be some trick.
More rapid than Raptors his courses they came,
And Foxx whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now BIGNAP! now MERLOCKE! now OPPPS! and GIGANTOR!
On THE_SWORD! on Q-TIPS! on SLASH! and ROADRUNNER!
To the pit of Mag's Eagle, do we have the balls!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, they mount to the sky,
So up to angels ten their waypoints they flew,
With a plane full of beer, and Kuchinator too.
And then, in a twinkling, Mag heard on the roof
The swilling and jawing of each little goof.
As Mag drew in his hand, and was turning around,
The wheels of his Eagle were leaving the ground.
It was loaded with pilots, and painted bright red,
But the question on his mind, "Which way would they head?"
A bundle of six-packs were tied to each wing,
and some fifths of Vodka, among other things.
His hands how they tremored! His eyes were aflame!
What could they be up to? What excuse could they claim?
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the skin on his face was as white as the snow;
The rumble of tailpipes he felt in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He pondered, if maybe, it might be ol' Basalisk,
who plotted and planned this all out with the Silverfox.
Then in came Rokaku, a right jolly old elf,
And laughed when he saw Mag, in spite of himself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon Magnum knew he had nothing to dread;
Rok spoke not a word, but led Mag to his truck,
Then did some wheelies through the snow and the muck,
He turned on the radar installed in the dash,
And giving a nod, said "We'll be there in a flash;
When they pulled up at BearForce's, the welcome was hearty,
See the pilots together had thrown Mag a party.
And Mag heard Foxx exclaim, with a voice full of cheer,
"WE JUST BORROWED YOUR EAGLE, TO HAUL ALL THE BEER!"
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good flight!
****Gen. Firefoxx_VF AKA Mark
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To All
Merry Christmas and well wishes for a Happy New Year!
A special greeting and prayer to our heroes serving to protect us, our way of life and bring good where evil threatens.
God Bless You!
Best Regards,
Pappy
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| Fri Dec 23 2:05:17 2011 |
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Glad to see this was reposted again in my absence over the Christmas weekend!
Hope everyone had a great day and weekend and a wonderful Christmas!
CAG out...
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| Wed Dec 28 2:42:11 2011 |
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Post subject: Re: Twas the Flight Before Christmas
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| Magnum_VF wrote: | FireFoxx_VF used to post this on our boards every Christmas, he'd alter the callsigns somewhat depending who was there or gone.
| Quote: | Merry Christmas everyone <S>
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‘Twas the Flight Before Christmas...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a pilot was stirring, not even Mag's mouse;
All the 18's were stored in the hanger with care,
In hopes that FA II soon would be there;
The pilots were restless at home in their beds,
While visions of FA II danced in their heads;
And JinkX in Old Maine, and I in PA,
Had just settled down for a long family stay,
When out on the tarmac there arose such a clatter,
Mag sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen Snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But Archer, and Executor, and Firefoxx he feared,
With these little old Pilots, so lively and quick,
Mag knew in a moment it must be some trick.
More rapid than Raptors his courses they came,
And Foxx whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now BIGNAP! now MERLOCKE! now OPPPS! and GIGANTOR!
On THE_SWORD! on Q-TIPS! on SLASH! and ROADRUNNER!
To the pit of Mag's Eagle, do we have the balls!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, they mount to the sky,
So up to angels ten their waypoints they flew,
With a plane full of beer, and Kuchinator too.
And then, in a twinkling, Mag heard on the roof
The swilling and jawing of each little goof.
As Mag drew in his hand, and was turning around,
The wheels of his Eagle were leaving the ground.
It was loaded with pilots, and painted bright red,
But the question on his mind, "Which way would they head?"
A bundle of six-packs were tied to each wing,
and some fifths of Vodka, among other things.
His hands how they tremored! His eyes were aflame!
What could they be up to? What excuse could they claim?
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the skin on his face was as white as the snow;
The rumble of tailpipes he felt in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He pondered, if maybe, it might be ol' Basalisk,
who plotted and planned this all out with the Silverfox.
Then in came Rokaku, a right jolly old elf,
And laughed when he saw Mag, in spite of himself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon Magnum knew he had nothing to dread;
Rok spoke not a word, but led Mag to his truck,
Then did some wheelies through the snow and the muck,
He turned on the radar installed in the dash,
And giving a nod, said "We'll be there in a flash;
When they pulled up at BearForce's, the welcome was hearty,
See the pilots together had thrown Mag a party.
And Mag heard Foxx exclaim, with a voice full of cheer,
"WE JUST BORROWED YOUR EAGLE, TO HAUL ALL THE BEER!"
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good flight!
****Gen. Firefoxx_VF AKA Mark |
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Posted for Magnum VF... Havent heard from him in a long while but he posts this every Christmas...
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| Wed Dec 26 1:41:08 2018 |
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| Magnum_VF wrote: | FireFoxx_VF used to post this on our boards every Christmas, he'd alter the callsigns somewhat depending who was there or gone.
| Quote: | Merry Christmas everyone <S>
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‘Twas the Flight Before Christmas...
'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a pilot was stirring, not even Mag's mouse;
All the 18's were stored in the hanger with care,
In hopes that FA II soon would be there;
The pilots were restless at home in their beds,
While visions of FA II danced in their heads;
And JinkX in Old Maine, and I in PA,
Had just settled down for a long family stay,
When out on the tarmac there arose such a clatter,
Mag sprang from his bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window he flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen Snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to his wondering eyes should appear,
But Archer, and Executor, and Firefoxx he feared,
With these little old Pilots, so lively and quick,
Mag knew in a moment it must be some trick.
More rapid than Raptors his courses they came,
And Foxx whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
"Now BIGNAP! now MERLOCKE! now OPPPS! and GIGANTOR!
On THE_SWORD! on Q-TIPS! on SLASH! and ROADRUNNER!
To the pit of Mag's Eagle, do we have the balls!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, they mount to the sky,
So up to angels ten their waypoints they flew,
With a plane full of beer, and Kuchinator too.
And then, in a twinkling, Mag heard on the roof
The swilling and jawing of each little goof.
As Mag drew in his hand, and was turning around,
The wheels of his Eagle were leaving the ground.
It was loaded with pilots, and painted bright red,
But the question on his mind, "Which way would they head?"
A bundle of six-packs were tied to each wing,
and some fifths of Vodka, among other things.
His hands how they tremored! His eyes were aflame!
What could they be up to? What excuse could they claim?
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the skin on his face was as white as the snow;
The rumble of tailpipes he felt in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He pondered, if maybe, it might be ol' Basalisk,
who plotted and planned this all out with the Silverfox.
Then in came Rokaku, a right jolly old elf,
And laughed when he saw Mag, in spite of himself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon Magnum knew he had nothing to dread;
Rok spoke not a word, but led Mag to his truck,
Then did some wheelies through the snow and the muck,
He turned on the radar installed in the dash,
And giving a nod, said "We'll be there in a flash;
When they pulled up at BearForce's, the welcome was hearty,
See the pilots together had thrown Mag a party.
And Mag heard Foxx exclaim, with a voice full of cheer,
"WE JUST BORROWED YOUR EAGLE, TO HAUL ALL THE BEER!"
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good flight!
****Gen. Firefoxx_VF AKA Mark |
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Posted for Magnum VF... Haven't heard from him in a long while but he posts this every Christmas...
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It's good to see this tradition still going! Cheers to all, and to all a most merry of Christmases, and a Happy New Year 2021 ahead.
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