From 9/4/1981 ( Beyonce Knowles ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 6638 days
6638 = 3319 + 3319
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 12/4/1974 ( premiere US TV movie "Only with Married Men" ) is 3319 days
From 9/4/1981 ( Beyonce Knowles ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 6638 days
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/5/1984 ( premiere US TV series episode "Knots Landing"::"Forsaking All Others" ) is 6638 days
From 9/4/1981 ( Beyonce Knowles ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 6638 days
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/5/1984 ( premiere US TV series episode "Cheers"::"Battle of the Exes" ) is 6638 days
From 3/4/1968 ( premiere US TV series episode "The Andy Griffith Show"::"The Wedding" ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 11570 days
11570 = 5785 + 5785
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/4/1981 ( Beyonce Knowles ) is 5785 days
From 3/4/1968 ( premiere United Kingdom film "Romeo and Juliet" ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 11570 days
11570 = 5785 + 5785
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/4/1981 ( Beyonce Knowles ) is 5785 days
From 3/4/1968 ( Patsy Kensit ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 11570 days
11570 = 5785 + 5785
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/4/1981 ( Beyonce Knowles ) is 5785 days
From 9/4/1976 ( George Walker Bush the purveyor of illegal drugs including the trafficking of massive amounts of cocaine into the United States arrested again by police in the United States ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 8464 days
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 1/4/1989 ( the 2nd Gulf of Sidra incident and as United States Navy Fleet Admiral Thomas Reagan I was the United States Navy F-14 Tomcat pilot targeted by hostile fire from Bill Gates-Libyan-Microsoft-George Bush-Robert Gates-Communist forces during this World War 3 battle against the United States of America federal government ) is 8464 days
From 11/8/1985 ( United States President Ronald Reagan and United States Public Law 99-145 - the United States Prisoner of War Medal ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 5112 days
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 11/1/1979 ( premiere US TV series episode "Hawaii Five-O"::"Good Help is Hard to Find" ) is 5112 days
From 11/8/1985 ( United States President Ronald Reagan and United States Public Law 99-145 - the United States Prisoner of War Medal ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 5112 days
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 11/1/1979 ( Mamie Eisenhower - deceased ) is 5112 days
From 12/25/1991 ( as United States Marine Corps Warrant Officer 1 Kerry Wayne Burgess I was prisoner of war in Croatia ) To 11/7/1999 ( RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 - premiere US TV series episode "The Simpsons"::"E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)" ) is 2874 days
From 11/2/1965 ( date hijacked from me:my birth date in Antlers Oklahoma USA and my birthdate as the known official Deputy United States Marshal Kerry Wayne Burgess and active duty United States Marine Corps officer ) To 9/15/1973 ( premiere US TV series episode "Star Trek"::"Yesteryear" ) is 2874 days
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The Simpsons
Season 11, Episode 5
E-I-E-I-(Annoyed Grunt)
Air Date
Sunday November 7, 1999
The Simpson family goes to see a Zorro movie. Snake is rude after the movie, so to protect Marge's honor Homer challenges him to a duel, but Snake runs away at the onset of conflict. Overfilled with confidence, Homer starts challenging everyone to a duel by slapping them his glove. It gets him his way, until he slaps a Southern Colonel. The Colonel accepts his challenge and shows up at his front door at dawn. Homer chickens out and the family flees town. The man and his wife set up camp on Homer's lawn, while the Simpson family searches for a place to stay. Homer remembers Abe's old farm, so they go there and they become farmers. Homer has the repeated misfortune of tractors tipping onto him and he has no luck growing crops. He decides to use plutonium from the nuclear plant as a fertilizer. Radioactive tomatoes grow overnight, but they taste like ashtrays and are highly addictive. Apparently, they are tomatoes mixed with tobacco, which Homer starts marketing as "Tomacco." Lisa has moral problems with it. The Laramie tobacco company offers Homer $150,000,000 for the plant. Homer is not very good at negotiating, so he fails to cash in. When they return home, animals are addicted to the plant. They revolt, a la "Animal Farm" and a sheep destroys the last plant. The family returns home and Homer finishes the duel with a mere flesh wound and a hilarious "Glove Slap" rounds out the episode.
http://www.snpp.com/episodes/AABF19
E-I-E-I-(ANNOYED GRUNT)
Original Airdate on FOX: 7-Nov-1999
% At dawn the next day, Homer awakes from a restless night's sleep.
% Outside, a musical horn blares. It turns out the colonel isn't just
% a blowhard after all. He has arrived right on time, in a motor home
% decorated with dueling society stickers. The colonel stands in
% front of it, expertly twirling a pistol.
Homer: He's out there, isn't he?
Marge: I'm afraid so, and his wife's with him.
http://www.snpp.com/episodes/AABF19
E-I-E-I-(ANNOYED GRUNT)
Original Airdate on FOX: 7-Nov-1999
% The colonel, growing impatient, continues to knock at the door.
Colonel: Sir, I say sir. The hour's upon us, sir.
Marge: [opening the door] Hello. My husband will be right with you. [camera angle changes to reveal Homer clinging to the side of the tree the colonel can't see] We're just taking this old Christmas tree to the dump.
Colonel: Well, now, I wouldn't be much of a Southern gentleman if I didn't help you carry that tree.
Marge: No, no, no, no. You'll get sap on your dueling blouse.
Colonel: [cocks pistol and aims it at tree] Well, at least let me shoot it into smaller pieces for you, ma'am.
Bart: Well it's worth a try, don't you -- [Marge covers his mouth with her hand]
Marge: We're fine, colonel. Good day.
[the family carries the tree in the car, and they drive off]
Stephen King
The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Page 968
Who, if not his son?
The rabbit was done. He slipped it off the spit and onto his tin plate.
"All right, all you asshole gyrenes, chow down!"
That made him grin right out loud. Had he been a Marine once? He thought so. Strictly the Parris Island variety, though. There had been a kid, a defective, name of Boo Dinkway. They had ...
What?
Flagg frowned down at his messkit. Had they beaten ole Boo into the ground with those padded poles? Scragged him somehow? He seemed to remember something about gasoline. But what?
In a sudden rage, he almost slung the freshly cooked rabbit into the fire. He should be able to remember that, goddammit!
"Chow down, grunts," he whispered, but this time there was only a whiff of memory lane.
He was losing himself. Once he had been able to look back over the sixties, seventies, and eighties like a man looking down a double flight of stairs leading into a dark-ened room. Now he could only clearly remember the events since the superflu. Beyond that there was nothing but a haze that would sometimes lift a tiny bit, just enough to afford a glimpse of some enigmatic object or memory (Boo Dinkway, for instance ... if there ever had been such a person) before closing down again.
The earliest memory he could now be sure of was walking south on US 51, heading toward Mountain City and the home of Kit Bradenton.
Of being born. Born again.
He was no longer strictly a man, if he had ever been one. He was like an onion, slowly peeling away one layer at a time, only it was the trappings of humanity that seemed to be peeling away: organized reflection, memory, possibly even free will ... if there ever had been such a thing.
He began to eat the rabbit.
Once, he was quite sure, he would have done a quick fade when things began to get flaky. Not this time. This was his place, his time, and he would take his stand here. It didn't matter that he hadn't yet been able to uncover the third spy, or that Harold had gotten out of control at the end and had had the colossal effrontery to try to kill the bride who had been promised, the mother of his son.
Somewhere that strange Trashcan Man was in the desert, sniffing out the weapons which would eradicate the trouble-some, worrisome Free Zone forever. His Eye could not follow the Trashcan Man, and in some ways Flagg thought that Trash was stranger than he was himself, a kind of human bloodhound who sniffed cordite and napalm and gelignite with deadly radar accuracy.
In a month or less, the National Guard jets would be flying, with a full complement of Shrike missiles tucked under their wings. And when he was sure that the bride had conceived, they would fly east.
He looked dreamily up at the basketball moon and smiled.
There was one other possibility. He thought the Eye would show him, in time. He might go there, possibly as a crow, possibly as a wolf, possibly as an insect - a praying mantis, perhaps, something small enough to squirm through a care-fully concealed vent cap in the middle of a spiky patch of desert grass. He would hop or crawl through dark conduits and finally slip through an air conditioner grille or a stilled exhaust fan.
The place was underground. Just over the border and into California.
There were beakers there, rows and rows of beakers, each with its own neat Dymo tape identifying it: a super cholera, a super anthrax, a new and improved version of the bubonic plague, all of them in this place; assorted flavors, as they used to say in the Life Savers commercials.
How about a little in your water, Free Zone?
How about a nice airburst?
Some lovely Legionnaires' disease for Christmas, or would you rather have the new and improved Swine flu?
Randy Flagg, the dark Santa, in his National Guard sleigh, with a little virus to drop down every chimney?
He would wait, and he would know the right time when it came round at last.
Something would tell him.
