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» Site title: The Information Seaway
» Site description: The home of Seaways' Ships in Scale Magazine also provides an e-mail forum, chat, a cumulative index of the magazine, archives, a research center, and links.
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» Site title: Model Warship Combat, Inc.
» Site description: Organization dedicated to the battling of radio controlled model warships. FAQs, membership information, meetings and events, media gallery, articles and related links.
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» Site title: Model Warships
» Site description: Includes kit reviews, a gallery of completed models, historical notes, and construction articles.
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» Site title: Nautical Research Guild
» Site description: Organization for professional and serious amateur ship modelers offers articles on techniques and links to clubs, suppliers, museums, and research sources.
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» Site title: Russian Ship Model Gallery
» Site description: Purveyors of hand-crafted and museum quality model ships. Order via e-mail or telephone.
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A greenhorn visiting Alaska was talking to two old sourdoughs. They informed him he was a cheechako. The greenhorn asked how he could become a sourdough.
The two sourdoughs winked at each other, and told him he had to do three things. First, he had to pee in the Yukon River. Second, he had to wrestle with a grizzly bear. And last, he had to make love to an Athabascan Indian woman.
"No problem," said the cheechako, and off he went. He hired himself a guide, and soon had dispatched his first duty. Then they found the grizzly bear.
The cheechako chased the bear into a cave. The most awful roaring and screaming emitted from that cave, along with blood and fur.
Finally, the cheechako staggers out of the cave. "Okay," he said to the guide. "Where''s that Indian woman I''m supposed to wrassle!"
Humor of the day
December 26, 1999
Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that I''m writing to you today, the 26th of December. Well I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month, when, filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter.
I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform. I destroyed my brain studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school.
I''m not going to lie to you, there was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me, with my parents, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbors. I would go on errands, and even help the elderly cross the street. There was virtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity.
What balls do you have leaving me a fucking yo-yo, a stupid whistle, and a pair of socks? What the fuck were you thinking you fat son of a bitch?!
That you have taken me for a sucker the whole fucking year to come out with some shit like this under the tree. As if you hadn''t fucked me enough, you gave that little faggot across the street so many toys that he can''t even walk into his house.
Don''t let me see you trying to fit your big ass down my chimney next year. I''ll fuck you up. I''ll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you''ll have to walk back to the fucking North Pole, just like what I have to do now since you didn''t get me that fucking bike.
FUCK YOU SANTA. Next year you''ll find out how bad I can be, you FAT-SON-OF-A-BITCH!
Sincerely,
Little Johnny