homepage Forums Air Combat & Civil Aviation Wings: Over Flanders Fields The Barmy OFFers Club: Have you what it takes to be one of the daft, the touched, the Barmy?

Shoot, I just should have wrote it in English. I'd intended the Baron to spit out in disgust, "He doesn't even rise to "barmy". He's just an idiot!" Blasted on-line translators... ruined whatever kmild grade of "funny" might have been in there...

Ah, the BOC! I'm daft enough to be one of its members!

@Drone:
Ah! LOL
...doesn't matter, still funny.
Well, this Expression is so complicated in German Language, that I currently don't even know, how I would say that...
Maybe: "Hah! Er hat's nicht mal bis -Bekloppt- geschafft, er ist auf -Idiot- h�ngen geblieben." ...or so...

Thanks, Nietzsche! I was always (hic) bad at languages.

(I remind everyone that, as this is a solemn meeting of the BOC for conferring membership, we should all be dizzy drunk. Or pick your euphemism. "All gassed up!" "Well oiled!" "All gooned up!" "wasted" "Plastered" etc)

to all!

Lou,

Thank you for passing my application along to the grand and illustrious members of the Club. I shall await their decision with baited breath.

By the way, that cricket bat spanking thing isn't the initiation is it? I mean, if it's going to get kinky, I'd prefer the other thing. You know, the one with the duck, the dwarf, and the tub of Velveeta cream cheese.

Just saying...

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Raine, we have no such 'other thing'. You must be thinking of the Elks Club.

Now where did we put that cricket bat?

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Well, I shall ask to join as well. I do believe at least half of the qualifications apply to myself. At least that is all I will admit to at this time. I await your decision Sir! It would be an honor to be in such a daft group.

I would certaily ask to join this illustrious group, and offer the following for your perusal:


Article 10: Not only do I mutter 'rat-a-tat' at cars that cut me off, I do so at cars that are too slow, and whenever I simply feel like it. The only way I can go on roller coasters is if I can focus on the seat in front of me and pretend I'm pursuing it through the turns, guns blazing.

Article 5: While I have not completely 'checked my six' in a vehicle, I have caught myself slowly sweeping my head from left to right, looking for cars at longer range.

Article 1: I have indeed seen WOFF in every day occurrences or straying into my thoughts: For example, I've more than once thought a project's chance of success at work was about equal to a Fokker E.III vs. a Camel.

(If not worse.)

Article 4: We won't even talk about my desk, the maps I've actually managed to put away for much, the Joystick my wife is constantly pushing aside so she can get to her 'games', enough dice to make Gary Gygax of D&D fame proud, and character/squadron notes.

Article 17: Many times I've regalled my wife with tales of another brilliant death. Particularly the sadder ones, such as when I've escaped an enemy, clipped a fence, SURVIVED, then crashed just before the aerodrome because I cut my engine too soon and stalled out.

Article 16 in spades: I end up throwing away half my papers at work, because all my to do lists, notes and stats end up being escorted by German and British biplanes. Or even roundels.

Lastly, did I hear you have a bar?

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CatKnight, your credential will most certainly qualify you for membership. AYE! oooooooo, my head ... shouldn't have shouted that. For the rest of the morning all discussions and votes shall be kept at a whisper. And yes, we have a bar CK and you have a bar tab as of several hours ago that has already grown to quite an impressive amount. You'll want to talk to the barkeep about settling up on that.

MFair, I petitioned on your behalf earlier here so you were voted in last night at some point during the proceedings, though just when is a bit fuzzy.

Yes, so then, if my calculations are correct, we've five new members to our cadre. Please welcome fellow Barmy OFFers MFair, Nietzsche, Raine, lederhosen, and CatKnight. Your names will be added to our Roll Call of the Barmy and you'll each be receiving your acceptance letters and club badges. But not until I've found the bromo and gotten several cups of coffee in me. And someone collect up all these beer-soaked sweaters and hang them outside, I damned near broke my neck slipping on one of them earlier this - oh - never mind, that one's mine.

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GASP! Replace the most hallowed and ancient cricket bat? Sacrilege! I am going to assume that's the hangover talking Robert and forgive you this transgression, but only once.
Replace the cricket bat he says - phhht.

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Yes, well, I would like to thank my Mom, my Cat, my Latin-Teacher, the Guy at the Computer-Store and all the lovely Persons involved in this abitious Project, that is now making the World a bit brighter than it was before. I couldn't have done it without your Help. You are terrific!
...wait...wrong notepaper...

Thank you

I was stacking firewood and thinking of the big all nighter chunks as heavy bombers and stacking smaller morning starters right next to them and thinking of those as scouts.

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MudWasp, is that a statement of your qualifications for entrance into our questionable group? If so, you have my vote Sir.

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Aye agree, indobl...indoubabl...for sure! Hic! Sorry Lou, but someone has to drain the left over glasses! Wouldn't want to pollute the environememt..envromem.. the earth! Hic!

Oh for crying out loud...

Noooooooo

Seeing as I am going to be around for a while longer. The "Sword of Damocles" having been removed. I would like to formerly apply for entrance into this esteemed group. I looked at the qualifying points and think that I qualify under the following... Numbers 1,2,4,5,9,10,15,16,and 23.
I thank you for your consideration in this matter.
Typhoon (Tony)

Yes, just one of many examples.

Today at my grandsons first birthday party is another. I made paper airplanes then showed the young kids how to do so and had a mini war, boys vs girls in the basement. We then rubbed inflated ballons on our hair and stuck them to the ceiling. They reminded me of zepplins. I taped a toothpick to the nose of the streamlined paper airplanes and we went on a zepplin raid. Much fun popping those ballons with tooth pick nosed paper airplanes. It even brought the adults downstairs wondering what all the commotion was about.

Oh, very nice MudWasp! That's a party I would have liked to go to!