Honorverse Humor or lack thereof.

fallsfromtrees wrote:

cthia wrote:The MAlign Bolthole is found. Everyone wants to be in on the kill. The women are assembling to do just that.

Foraker, Hemphill, Truman, Honor, Henke, Hearns, Palane, etc. All the women are riding shotgun on this one!

Meanwhile, history repeats itself, on a planet far far away, when those females come a-hypering in.

Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnite ride of Paul Revere...
Yeah, they won't be wearing Red Coats until after they have dealt with the MAlign.

George J. Smith wrote:

Daryl wrote:The story goes that during the Napoleonic wars a British officer was asked by a French officer Why do you wear Red Coats?". The reply was "So that if we are wounded the soldiers won't notice the blood and be downhearted".
After that all French officers wore brown pants


[ Daryl,

That one came over on the arc

George J. Smith wrote:

Daryl wrote:The story goes that during the Napoleonic wars a British officer was asked by a French officer Why do you wear Red Coats?". The reply was "So that if we are wounded the soldiers won't notice the blood and be downhearted".
After that all French officers wore brown pants


[ Daryl,

That one came over on the arc

SOS ............................................................. Shit on a Shingle.

Him-aroars.

A man is driving by a farm when he sees a sign that says “Talking Dog for Sale.” He drives by the farm thinking nothing of it. Then he turns around a decides to go back. The man drives up to the farm and goes up to the door and knocks on it. The farmer answers the door. The man says “Is that true? Do you have a talking dog for sale?” The farmer says “Yes, I do. He’s out back. Would you like to see him?”
The man says “Yes, I would.” The farmer takes the man out back to see the dog and says “You can talk to him.” The man says to the dog “Can you talk?”
“Yes, I can,” the dog replied. “I used to work for the CIA. They used to send me to China, East Germany, and the Soviet Union. I used sit underneath the desks of the leaders of those countries and I’d listen to what they were saying and report back to my handlers and tell them what they said. The leaders of those countries didn’t suspect me. I did this for five years then I retired. I had a wife and puppies. When they grew up and had families of their own, the wife and I came to live here. The wife died and I’ve been alone for the
past ten years. I had a very good life and I’m enjoying my
retirement.” The man looks at the farmer and says “Is that right?”
The man said. “You have a goldmine here. If he can talk, why are you selling him?”
The farmer replied. “It’s mostly all true. Of course we always had to disregard everything he said.”
The man asked. “Why is that?”
“Because he’s such a liar,” the farmer replied.