le Voyageur Posted March 14, 2010 Share Posted March 14, 2010 massage your egos here..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OldGreyEagle Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 I don't like Eponymous threads, then again, this isnt one so lets see what happens Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
le Voyageur Posted March 15, 2010 Author Share Posted March 15, 2010 Since this is my thread...here's the rule. Say something nice about your self, give others a pat on the back, be positive and uplifting... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Eagle92 Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 Well I'm stuck resewing a bunch of knots on my uniforms as I got the Award of Merit a few weeks back and need to add that one now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evmori Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 merlynedbeavah Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WAKWIB Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 I am a beautiful human being who spreads sunshine and rainbows wherever I go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OldGreyEagle Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 Who's peekin' out from under a stairway Calling a name that's lighter than air Who's bending down to give me a rainbow Everyone knows it's OldGreyEagle Who's tripping down the streets of the city Smilin' at everybody he sees Who's reachin' out to capture a moment Everyone knows it's it's OldGreyEagle And OldGreyEagle has stor-my eyes That flash at the sound of lies And OldGreyEagle has wings to fly Above the clouds (above the clouds) Above the clouds (above the clouds) Who's tripping down the streets of the city Smilin' at everybody he sees Who's reachin' out to capture a Moment Everyone knows it's OldGreyEagle Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JoeBob Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 Did anyone else have to pronounce that 'Oh Grey Eee!' to get it to rhyme? ;^) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sailingpj Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 Dude, that was like awesome. You should totally add more. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NJCubScouter Posted March 15, 2010 Share Posted March 15, 2010 "Like awesome." That must mean, "similar to or of the same kind as awesome, but not quite awesome." Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
le Voyageur Posted March 16, 2010 Author Share Posted March 16, 2010 I have been forty-two years in this country. For twenty-four I was a light canoeman; I required but little sleep, but sometimes got less than required. No portage was too long for me; all portages were alike. My end of the canoe never touched the ground until I saw the end of it. Fifty songs a day were nothing to me. I could carry, walk, and sing with any man I ever saw. During that period I saved the lives of ten Bourgeois, and was always the favorite, because when others stopped to carry at a bad spot, and lost time, I pushed on-over the rapids, over the cascades, over chutes; all were the same for me. No water, no weather ever stopped the paddle or the song. My eyes have seen lands that no Jesuit ever saw. I have had twelve wives in the country; and was once possessed of fifty horses and six running dogs, trimmed in the finest style. I was then like a Bourgeois, rich and happy; no Bourgeois had better dressed wives than I, no Indian chief finer horses; no whiteman better harnessed or swifter dogs. I beat all Indians at the race, and no white man ever passed me in the chase. I wanted for nothing; and spent all my earnings in the enjoyment although I now have not a spare shirt on my back, nor a penny to buy one. Yet, were I young, I should glory in commencing the same career again. I would spend another half century in the same way. There is no life so happy as a Voyageur's; none so independent, no place where a man enjoys so much variety and freedom as in the Indian country. Huzza! Huzza! Por de pays Sauvage. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
evmori Posted March 16, 2010 Share Posted March 16, 2010 PLAGIARISM!!!!!!!!! I pronounced it OGE Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OldGreyEagle Posted March 16, 2010 Share Posted March 16, 2010 Dere's somet'ing stirrin' ma blood tonight, On de night of de young new year, Wile de camp is warm an' de fire is bright, An' de bottle is close at han'-- Out on de reever de nort' win' blow, Down on de valley is pile de snow, But w'at do we care so long we know We 're safe on de log cabane? Drink to de healt' of your wife an' girl, Anoder wan for your frien', Den geev' me a chance, for on all de worl' I 've not many frien' to spare-- I 'm born, w'ere de mountain scrape de sky, An' bone of ma fader an' moder lie, So I fill de glass an' I raise it high An' drink to de Voyageur. For dis is de night of de jour de l'an,[1] W'en de man of de Grand Nor' Wes' T'ink of hees home on de St. Laurent, An' frien' he may never see-- Gone he is now, an' de beeg canoe No more you 'll see wit' de red-shirt crew, But long as he leev' he was alway true, So we 'll drink to hees memory. Ax' heem de nort' win' w'at he see Of de Voyageur long ago, An' he 'll say to you w'at he say to me, So lissen hees story well-- "I see de track of hees botte sau-vage[2] On many a hill an' long portage Far far away from hees own vill-age An' soun' of de parish bell-- "I never can play on de Hudson Bay Or mountain dat lie between But I meet heem singin' hees lonely way De happies' man I know-- I cool hees face as he 's sleepin' dere Under de star of de Red Rivire, An' off on de home of de great w'ite bear, I 'm seein' hees dog traineau.[3] "De woman an' chil'ren 's runnin' out On de wigwam of de Cree-- De leetle papoose dey laugh an' shout W'en de soun' of hees voice dey hear-- De oldes' warrior of de Sioux Kill hese'f dancin' de w'ole night t'roo, An de Blackfoot girl remember too De ole tam Voyageur. "De blaze of hees camp on de snow I see, An' I lissen hees 'En Roulant' On de lan' w'ere de reindeer travel free, Ringin' out strong an' clear-- Offen de grey wolf sit before De light is come from hees open door, An' caribou foller along de shore De song of de Voyageur. "If he only kip goin', de red ceinture,[4] I 'd see it upon de Pole Some mornin' I 'm startin' upon de tour For blowin' de worl' aroun'-- But w'erever he sail an' w'erever he ride, De trail is long an' de trail is wide, An' city an' town on ev'ry side Can tell of hees campin' groun'." So dat 's 'de reason I drink to-night To de man of de Grand Nor' Wes', For hees heart was young, an' hees heart was light So long as he 's leevin' dere-- I 'm proud of de sam' blood in my vein I 'm a son of de Nort' Win' wance again-- So we 'll fill her up till de bottle 's drain An' drink to de Voyageur. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DYB-Mike Posted March 16, 2010 Share Posted March 16, 2010 So we 'll fill her up till de bottle 's drain An' drink to de Voyageur. But, since we be at de Webelos Woods We fill from de Dr. Pepper. I would like de pecan pie now, sil vous plait. YIS Mike Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
le Voyageur Posted March 16, 2010 Author Share Posted March 16, 2010 PLAGIARISM!!!!!!!!! ???????? Know me good lad, that this was me first resume. Both Meriwether Lewis and William Clark liked me boast so much that they invited me along on a little trip of there's. And, that's the gospel truth.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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