Speakchat.

[johnnyrichards]

Re: Speakchat.

Friday night early chat, anyone?

[johnnyrichards]

Re: Speakchat.

Any late night Sunday chatters?

[johnnyrichards]

Re: Speakchat.

Tank chat, anyone?

[tc]

Re: Speakchat.

Is there anybody out there?

[johnnyrichards]

Re: Speakchat.

I'm in.

[Mark65]

Re: Speakchat.

Anyone up? I'm in Chat...

[r-carpenter]

Re: Speakchat.

in for a few

[Derekj]

Re: Speakchat.

Does anyone know if you can get the chat to work on a cell phone?

[bkeane1259]

Re: Speakchat.

Does anyone know if you can get the chat to work on a cell phone?

Not an andriod or iPhone. I have not heard of anyone trying a windows phone however.

[r-carpenter]

Re: Speakchat.


in for a bit

[tc]

Re: Speakchat.

Anyone?

[johnnyrichards]

Re: Speakchat.

Yah

[Derekj]

Re: Speakchat.

late night chat anyone?

[r-carpenter]

Re: Speakchat.

“If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does.”
― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland

[johnnyrichards]

Re: Speakchat.

One pleasant evening in the month of June
As I was sitting with my glass and spoon
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was the jug of punch


Chorus:
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo, too-ra-loo-ra-lay
A small bird sat on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was the jug of punch


What more diversion can a man desire
Than to sit him down by a snug turf fire
Upon his knee a pretty wench
Aye, and on the table a jug of punch


Let the doctors come with all their art
They'll make no impression upon my heart
Even the cripple forgets his hunch
When he's snug outside of a jug of punch


And if I get drunk, well the money's me own
And them don't like me they can leave me alone
I'll tune my fiddle and I'll rosin my bow
And I'll be welcome wherever I go


And when I'm dead and in my grave
No costly tombstone will I have
Just lay me down in my native peat
With a jug of punch at my head and feet

-Irish folk