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Post by Blue Star Broon on Jun 22, 2013 16:47:10 GMT 1
Scott Jr. where's Dad he's supposd to help me cut the grass Mrs. Broon He's online with that f*ckin White Lightning. Tell him to get off or I'll cut his b*lls off. Scott Jr. Dad, mom said we gotta get the grass cut. Broon Give me minute, that stupid FCB has hired Joe F*cknear, this is dire and Canny's smiting me again. Scott Jr. hey dad, she's really pissed off Broon Oh dear........................ this really happened, ain't making it up. The world has lost the funniest woman I've ever met  |
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2013 17:11:54 GMT 1
Scott Jr. where's Dad he's supposd to help me cut the grass Mrs. Broon He's online with that f*ckin White Lightning. Tell him to get off or I'll cut his b*lls off. Scott Jr. Dad, mom said we gotta get the grass cut. Broon Give me minute, that stupid FCB has hired Joe F*cknear, this is dire and Canny's smiting me again. Scott Jr. hey dad, she's really pissed off Broon Oh dear........................ this really happened, ain't making it up. The world has lost the funniest woman I've ever met Crying for both reasons........too much.    |
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Post by Blue Star Broon on Jun 22, 2013 21:24:07 GMT 1
For Chris S, "There are not more than five musical notes, yet the combinations of these five give rise to more melodies than can ever be heard. There are not more than five primary colours, yet in combination they produce more hues than can ever been seen. There are not more than five cardinal tastes, yet combinations of them yield more flavours than can ever be tasted.” The above is one of my favourite Quotes by Sun Tzu. Chris you have been all of these things to those that have shared in your life. Rest in Peace. White Lightning +1 |
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Post by Blue Star Broon on Jun 23, 2013 16:17:11 GMT 1
Gonna post the following because there is address for online condolences. Broon Jr and I have been overwhelmed by the "oversea's" response's. Your all such good friends ;D Christine Faye Schneible, June 20, 2013 Christine Faye (Staff) Schneible, 63, Clarks Summit, died Thursday, in VNA Hospice Unit at Geisinger Community Medical Center, Scranton. She was the loving wife of Scott Schneible for over 33 years. Born March 19, 1950 in Scranton, she was the daughter of the late Thomas and Ruth Kleeman Staff. She resided in Clarks Summit since1984. Christine, affectionately known as Kizzie by her family, was a graduate of West Scranton High School and went on to work in the medical field. She became a certified polysomnographer which she was very proud of and was employed by Viewmont Sleep Disorder Center, Scranton. Christine also was Dr. Charles Newton's Neuro Diagnostic Technician at the Lackawanna Medical Group and a Neuro Technician at CMC. She spent her life in the Medical Field and there are people today living healthier lives and still with us because of her tireless efforts. The family would like to thank Dr. S. Ramakrishna and his wife Radhika, for their friendship and care in the course of her treatment. Chris was lovingly cared for on a daily basis by her husband and son and nieces Kerri and Jennifer. She loved the beach and the ocean, especially Sea Isle City, where she vacationed with her family for the past 30 years. Crossing the bridge into Sea Isle was one of her favorite things. She enjoyed eating at Mike’s Seafood, and shopping with cousin Barb at Dalrymple’s. There was always a trip to Cape May and it either ended or began at the Lobster House. Her family will forever treasure those memories. Surviving are a son, Scott Schneible, Clarks Summit; a brother, Thomas, and his wife, Trish; her mother and father in law, Seth and Barbara Schneible; two nieces, Kerrie Depoti, and her husband, Anthony, and Jennifer Palickar; nephews, Jeffrey Staff and Michael Serge; brother in law, Sandy Schneible, and his wife, Cathy; a sister in law, Robin Ruckle, and her husband, Larry, several cousins, including Janet Saar, nieces and nephews. She was also preceded in death by a Sister, Jennifer Serge. The funeral will be Wednesday at 11:00 am from Clarks Summit United Methodist Church, 1310 Morgan Highway, Clarks Summit, with services by Rev. Judy Wanck, Interment Fairview Memorial Park, Elmhurst Twp. The family will receive relatives and friends Tuesday from 5 – 8 PM at the Jennings-Calvey Funeral and Cremation Services, Inc., 111 Colburn Avenue, Clarks Summit, PA 18411 and Wednesday from 10:30 – 11 AM at the church. Memorial Contributions may be made to St. Joseph’s Center 2010 Adams Ave, Scranton, PA 18509 or Women’s Resource Center P.O. Box 975 Scranton, PA 18501. For more information, directions, or to send an online condolence, please visit www.jenningscalvey.com |
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Post by Blue Star Broon on Jun 28, 2013 13:09:09 GMT 1
This the last post I'll put up in this thread. Must move on. But it's been clear since the beginning my main purpose here is to get a laugh from you good people. Certainly knot argue football with the likes of this lot. I have made Canny a cult hero with the Waldos posts and that's fine. Fairsy once posted, "it's time you learn to swim". Well fer now I'll stick with what I do best.....hopefully make you smile The following story was relayed to me at Mrs. Broon's viewing and gives a peak at the type woman she was.............a real pisser! This story was relayed to me at the viewing for Chris by 4 of her co-workers at Lackawanna Medical Group when she was a Neuro Diagnostic Technician, before she worked for me. LMG was a large medical center with many Doctors and a large waiting area, so large there were a couple of receptionists to take care of the area. On this particular day Chris was slow and decided to have some fun with her co-workers. Chris picked up a patient chart and walked into the waiting area where about 15 to 18 people were waiting for testing or to see their Physician’s. Chris looked down at the chart and said loudly, “Mr. Dickman? Is there a Mr. Dickman here? She waited, no response, made no eye contact with either of the receptionist who were trying to hold back the laughter. Then she looked at one of her co-workers and said, “if Mr. Dickman comes in please send him right away he’s late for his insertion” and walked away. Oh dear.......................... |
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