"ArtKramr" wrote

During that period I was 10,000 feet over Bastogne bombing panzers to protect
our troops. But I take nothing away from the guys sitting in offices in Paris
and London during that battle. Screw em.

and I thought Kerry was the biggest braggart. You take the cake.

We're going to have to start calling you Miles Gloriosus!

http://www.rogerlsimon.com/mt-archiv...raggart_so.php
Miles: I, Miles Gloriosus,
I, slaughterer of thousands,
I, oppressor of the meek,
Subduer of the weak,
Degrader of the Greek,
Destroyer of the Turk,
Must hurry back to work.

I, in war the most admired,
In wit the most inspired,
In love the most desired,
In dress the best displayed --
I am a parade.

Soldiers: Look at those eyes, cunning and keen,
Look at the size of those thighs, like a mighty machine.

Miles: My bride!
My bride!
Inform my lucky bride:
The fabled arms of
Miles are open wide.
Make haste!
Make haste!
I have no time to waste:
There are shrines I should be sacking,
Ribs I should be cracking,
Eyes to gouge and bounty to divide,
Bring me my bride!