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BS: The Mother of all BS threads

Rapparee 12 Jul 11 - 07:42 PM
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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 12 Jul 11 - 07:42 PM

The yard is, except for sealing the concrete curbings, mulching, and the placement of a large rock, complete. Come up and see us sometime, all you flatlanders, and see what a beautiful job was done!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 12 Jul 11 - 06:56 PM

Tsk tsk tsk. Effort effort effort. Sadly lacking cut and paste.

Pastey and not cutting. Undercooked.

Sorry, but I calls em as I read em.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 12 Jul 11 - 06:48 PM

Jealousy ill becomes you, Amos. But I think you for the groan, which is the Sign Of The Great Pun.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 12 Jul 11 - 01:58 PM

I groan in your general direction. Yes, parts of the tale are very good, and parts of it are very original. Unfortunately....



A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 12 Jul 11 - 01:42 PM

Well, I guess. Since you asked nicely and all.

Many years ago on the shores of the Mediterranean, people would risk their lives diving to collect a particular kind of shellfish. Many died, but the shellfish yielded the dye known as "Tyrian Purple" and was so costly that it could only be purchased by the very wealthy and powerful -- emperors, for example.

Recent archeology has brought some new facts to light about the preparation of and the ceremonies surrounding this legendary dye.

First, after the shellfish were brought to shore and scraped out of their shells, they were placed in large vats. They were then soaked in urine to dissolve the chemicals which produced the dye. The urine was flung onto the bodies of the shellfish by war heroes, those who had lost an eye or a limb in battle and to fling the "chamber lye" was considered a great honor.

When the dye had been extracted, the vats were washed and the shellfish (which previously had been toxic because of the chemicals which made up the dye) were now fit to eat. Again, only the heroes were permitted to partake of this culinary delight.

Honored in song even today, this select group of warriors were and are highly honored and were known throughout the Mediterranean countries as the "One-Eyed, One-Armed, Flying Pee-Pee Purple Eaters."


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Eiseley
Date: 12 Jul 11 - 11:47 AM

So, are you going to share this original pun with us? Or have you forgotten it?

Eiseley


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 07:35 PM

I know one he doesn't know. In fact, the only person I've shared it with was the punmeister himself, Spider Robinson. He paid it the compliment of calling "the first original pun" he'd heard in a very long time.

Ha!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 02:53 PM

I have a copy of Too Much Saxon Violence somewhere. Must find it and send it to Sev... there might be a pun in it he doesn't know.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Chongo Chimp
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 02:16 PM

So you are sayin' that because you run off at the mouth more than I do that you are more important than me?

Ha! Try it that the local bar, chump. I will be there to carry you unconscious out to the curb. People ain't that impressed by your overweanin' loquacity, know what I'm sayin'? Havin' you around yakkin' yer fool head off is like dyin' by Chinese water torture, one slow drip at a time.

- Chongo


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 01:28 PM

So far, Old Chimp, I have many, many more column inches in print here in our digital Cave of Beguiled Souls than you do, and I haven't seen your name in print anywhere else. So perhaps you are a self-deluded illusion, a fractious figment fomening fits of frantic but futile exponential unrealities?


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Rapparee
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 01:20 PM

This is the Intergalactic Overlord. For technical reasons I have been forced to assume the use of the Rapparee creature's electronic identity.

The Examiners found much dissonance and disharmony in the subject. So much was found that it is being debated whether or not the world which produced such a creature should continue or be moved to a different multiverse. I am in favor of such a move, being forced as I have been to assume this idiosyncratic arrangement.

The Intergalactic Overlord, Lord of All Universes and the Spaces Between, Overall Intelligence and Master of All







(Hi Mom!)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Chongo Chimp
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 11:53 AM

Like Sherlock Holmes or Philip Marlowe, I will live on forever, Amos, immortalized in print, indestructible and ageless, but you will soon vanish into obscurity like a bug that met its sorry demise on someone's windshield.

- Chongo


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 11:41 AM

I have no need for petty jealousies or incivil carping, you sad miasma of nebulous un-living fiction.

For I am alive. I am a REAL boy.



A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Chongo Chimp
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 11:40 AM

Yer just jealous.

For my latest adventures, check the beginnin' of the week thread.

- Chongo


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 11:33 AM

Rages are red, violence is blue
Suckups are sour and so are imaginary PI's.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: GUEST,Chongo Chimp
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 10:26 AM

Sax and violins. All ya need to make a good movie.

- Chongo


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 10:16 AM

I like violence because they smell so pretty.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 11 Jul 11 - 09:38 AM

That's mighty kind of your monkey, Little Hawk, but things are healingup at a decent rate, so I will pass on his generous offer to yet again commit mindless violence .


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 11:41 PM

You don't fool me, Amos. I know that you are suffering acute distress over Chongo's low opinion of you. After all, he is a public figure of considerable note, and what are you? A brilliant conversationalist, yes...but beyond that? Hmmm?   ;-D

Chongo says that he is sorry that your "face is lopsided like a whacked out chipmunk's" after your latest visit to "the dentist" (cough! cough!).

"Things gettin' rough in Tijuana?" he quipped.

Anyway, he says if you want, he is willing to do you the favor of punching you out a couple times on the other side of your face so that it will look properly balanced out.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 10:05 PM

Cuttin the grass has a different connotation in these here parts... with different parts. Nowt to do trim... ming the lawn.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 06:22 PM

Rapparee has been cutting the grass and doing other chores prior to the guy coming tomorrow to dig up parts of the yards for landscaping. With luck and cooperation from the weather we'll have a very lovely backyard by the end of the week. Then Mom can sit on the back deck and sip iced tea while delighting in the roses, hydrangeas, bougainvillea, and other floral excitements (until Gluon runs amok in the gardens).


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 05:00 PM

Raparree is probably out getting stinking and swollen at the Legion hovel.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 04:33 PM

See, Mom??? All the guys are out running around, while I alone am staying home to nurse this swollen face and show my affection for you!! That oughta show that stinker Rapparree, huh???


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 10:38 AM

If only I could carry a sword like Rapp. Then I would be a sabre-toothsome tygre indeed.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 10:24 AM

Splendid poem, Eiseley! I've read that one before, but hadn't thought about it for a long time, and alas, the tree I pick from couldn't manage to heft me into space.

Amos, I'm sure you'll be a toothsome fellow by the time Getaway rolls around. (Is that description used for men?)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 10 Jul 11 - 09:59 AM

What a fine poem indeed.

My poor face is as swole up as a ellyfunk. But eventually I shall have a titanium tooth there in. Sigh.

A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Eiseley
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 11:33 PM

You always impress me, Amos.
I'm glad you didn't shoot your foot off, Rapparee.
Wild Mustang Grapes! Wow! I will now post a favorite poem on Stilly's behalf:

Wild Grapes

What tree may not the fig be gathered from?
The grape may not be gathered from the birch?
It's all you know the grape, or know the birch.
As a girl gathered from the birch myself
Equally with my weight in grapes, one autumn,
I ought to know what tree the grape is fruit of.
I was born, I suppose, like anyone,
And grew to be a little boyish girl
My brother could not always leave at home.
But that beginning was wiped out in fear
The day I swung suspended with the grapes,
And was come after like Eurydice
And brought down safely from the upper regions;
And the life I live now's an extra life
I can waste as I please on whom I please.
So if you see me celebrate two birthdays,
And give myself out of two different ages,
One of them five years younger than I look--
One day my brother led me to a glade
Where a white birch he knew of stood alone,
Wearing a thin head-dress of pointed leaves,
And heavy on her heavy hair behind,
Against her neck, an ornament of grapes.
Grapes, I knew grapes from having seen them last year.
One bunch of them, and there began to be
Bunches all round me growing in white birches,
The way they grew round Leif the Lucky's German;
Mostly as much beyond my lifted hands, though,
As the moon used to seem when I was younger,
And only freely to be had for climbing.
My brother did the climbing; and at first
Threw me down grapes to miss and scatter
And have to hunt for in sweet fern and hardhack;
Which gave him some time to himself to eat,
But not so much, perhaps, as a boy needed.
So then, to make me wholly self-supporting,
He climbed still higher and bent the tree to earth
And put it in my hands to pick my own grapes.
"Here, take a tree-top, I'll get down another.
Hold on with all your might when I let go."
I said I had the tree. It wasn't true.
The opposite was true. The tree had me.
The minute it was left with me alone
It caught me up as if I were the fish
And it the fishpole. So I was translated
To loud cries from my brother of "Let go!
Don't you know anything, you girl? Let go!"
But I, with something of the baby grip
Acquired ancestrally in just such trees
When wilder mothers than our wildest now
Hung babies out on branches by the hands
To dry or wash or tan, I don't know which,
(You'll have to ask an evolutionist)--
I held on uncomplainingly for life.
My brother tried to make me laugh to help me.
"What are you doing up there in those grapes?
Don't be afraid. A few of them won't hurt you.
I mean, they won't pick you if you don't them."
Much danger of my picking anything!
By that time I was pretty well reduced
To a philosophy of hang-and-let-hang.
"Now you know how it feels," my brother said,
"To be a bunch of fox-grapes, as they call them,
That when it thinks it has escaped the fox
By growing where it shouldn't--on a birch,
Where a fox wouldn't think to look for it--
And if he looked and found it, couldn't reach it--
Just then come you and I to gather it.
Only you have the advantage of the grapes
In one way: you have one more stem to cling by,
And promise more resistance to the picker."
One by one I lost off my hat and shoes,
And still I clung. I let my head fall back,
And shut my eyes against the sun, my ears
Against my brother's nonsense; "Drop," he said,
"I'll catch you in my arms. It isn't far."
(Stated in lengths of him it might not be.)
"Drop or I'll shake the tree and shake you down."
Grim silence on my part as I sank lower,
My small wrists stretching till they showed the banjo strings.
"Why, if she isn't serious about it!
Hold tight awhile till I think what to do.
I'll bend the tree down and let you down by it."
I don't know much about the letting down;
But once I felt ground with my stocking feet
And the world came revolving back to me,
I know I looked long at my curled-up fingers,
Before I straightened them and brushed the bark off.
My brother said: "Don't you weigh anything?
Try to weigh something next time, so you won't
Be run off with by birch trees into space."
It wasn't my not weighing anything
So much as my not knowing anything--
My brother had been nearer right before.
I had not taken the first step in knowledge;
I had not learned to let go with the hands,
As still I have not learned to with the heart,
And have no wish to with the heart--nor need,
That I can see. The mind--is not the heart.
I may yet live, as I know others live,
To wish in vain to let go with the mind--
Of cares, at night, to sleep; but nothing tells me
That I need learn to let go with the heart.

Robert Frost


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 11:26 PM

So by Getaway you'll again look like whatever it was Dr. Frankenstein created instead of what you looked like after that free-for-all down in the bar near the USMCRD when you mentioned that Marines are just people who couldn't make the grade as sailors?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 10:39 PM

Well, they enabed me to call you Little Hawk with impunity and without pain. Something's working, anyway!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 09:28 PM

My apologies A. I was not aware of the situation or of your pain meds. The meds appear to be working tho.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 09:20 PM

This is the second major piece of work involving an upper implant. One full job takes almost a year because it includes surgery to insert bone graft beneath sinuses, to thicken the natural bone so it can support an implant. This current job is just at that stage. My face is lopsided like a whacked out chipmunk's just now. Two weeks from now I get the stitches out. Two months after that the socket is implanted. Two months later, the tooth is fitted and screwed in.

I do floss, Little Hawk, but I bet you Chongo never has.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 02:26 PM

Indeed it is SRS. And, I agree regarding the frequecy A travels south for his toofs. A, if ya wanna impress ME, floss.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Acme
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 01:37 PM

Amos, is there an end in sight for this dental work? Seems you've been making that trek for years now.

I've been steaming wild grapes for the juice to make jelly. Mustang grapes. Isn't that a great name?


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 10:47 AM

Oh fare the well, my good friends all,
Who live outside the law
I am bound across the border wild
To let an American-educated handsome young Mexican dentist poke a hole in my jaw.

The exciting news is that a New York agent has just written asking for a full submission, a nice result from a cold query letter. At the very least it makes me feel better about writing query letters.
I am stoked but I will come back too doped up to do anything with it today. Ah, the vicissitudes of existing are countless.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 10:14 AM

My goodness; I have enough to do trying to impress you and Rap and Stilly and Gnu without worrying about what an imaginary animal fancies as his opinion; it is pretty well established that Chongo has to work overtime just to make a simple declarative sentence, let alone a genuine opinion worth noticing. I am NOT worried about what your thought-balloon thinks it thinks about its second-removed impression of me received by way of receiving your impressions from your video screen of my typing. It really does not matter whatsoever.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 09 Jul 11 - 12:48 AM

Fine, Amos. Fine. But Chongo has asked me to tell you that his initial respect for you has now dwindled to about the dimensions of a flyspeck on a hot griddle... Virtually nonexistent, in other words. On a respect scale of 1 to 10 he rates you at about 0.00525

;-)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 10:33 PM

I just wanted to get the aim point. Now that I have I can use it like I use my other "fun" guns: shooting at empty plastic bottles, rotating targets, doing drive-bys, possibly hunting rabbits, stuff like that.

Now, on the other hand, my Kimber of Oregon Model 82 single shot 22 LR target rifle, sights set up like in the photo (we are talking Olympic grade here, dude!) I use for what it was intended: targets, out to 200 meters, using Eley-primed target ammunition such as, well, Eley.

The AR-7 (that is, Henry's version, the "US Survival Rifle") is something for when my plane goes down in the Northern Ontario boglands, so I have something with which to shoot the mosquitoes and thereby have something to eat.

Of course, I also have the .22 LR Marlin Model 7N (7 shot magazine, bolt action), with the scope zeroed to 35 yards. That's another nice gun for rabbits and other small game.

Please note that not a single one of these is a "tactical twenty-two." I gave up on spray-'n'-pray a long time ago -- about the time I had to buy my OWN ammunition instead of having my rich Uncle Sam provide it.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 05:45 PM

Well, I suppose at some theoretical virgin introduction, you might be right, LH--but we know Chongo all too well, having been assailed with his misadventures and misdeeds lo these many K!! And under those circumstances, my remarks are germane, accurate, and much to the point!!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 03:04 PM

Welllll, it just seems to me that a 22lr rifle at 20m isn't "fun" on the range. It's a good field zero depending on the cover and the target. Of course, I haven't even fired a gun in years and I don't recall the ballistics.

My nickname used to be Dead Eye but now I have a dead eye.

BTW, do you close the "other" eye when you sight with open sights? or assisted sights? My bro used to sight with both eyes open with his shotgun and although he was a master on the skeet and trap ranges I outshot him in the woods. Of course, his custom made Browning (range gun) worth THOUSANDS of dollars might have held him back against my $300, second hand Baikal... them Ruskies know how to build a shotgun for field.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 02:41 PM

I am shocked and disgusted by your specist remarks, Amos! Respect does not have to be earned, because it is correct human conduct to proffer initial respect to ALL others automatically as a precondition to establishing good relations with them. Mutual respect upon first acquaintance is a necessary corollary to proper conduct, agreed? Respect does, however, have to be maintained following that initial meeting....and that's where our behaviour enters into the equation.

Your implying that Chongo is unclean and has other undesirable personal characteristics is rank specism of the sort that will not be tolerated any longer in this society. I bet you even use the "PF" phrase, don't you?

Well, watch it, buster! That could get you thrown off this forum.

;-D


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 01:42 PM

Why? Because I could, because I mis-paced the distance and didn't want to walk back out and change it, because I wasn't doing anything that needed super-accuracy.

Amos, I don't think you should talk like that about Veronica Rutledge OR her aunt. Yes, yes, I know about all of the inbreeding, but still....


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 01:16 PM

Chongo? Does he even have a green card? Respect needs to be earned, and is not awarded for fecal-tossing flap-eared unshaved low-life scum-mongering simians -- especially ones who have been disbarred.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 11:37 AM

"Zeroed the Savage Model 30G at 19.5 meters..."

Why?

Security screening... why, why, why! Looney tunes!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Little Hawk
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 11:01 AM

Chongo is pretty fed up with it too. He has been treated abominably by airport security on several occasions. No respect!


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Amos
Date: 08 Jul 11 - 10:16 AM

Sad state of affairs all over dere, Rapp. The whole comedic routine is like something out of a Charles Dobson fever dream.


A


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Jul 11 - 10:42 PM

This came to me and I post it in memory of gnu. I mean, I dedicate it to him.

Oh, this is about the norm over here...

When we got to Kabul International Airport (that was strictly used by military and contractor personnel), enroute to Kandahar on a C-17 military cargo plane to get our posting assignments, the folks running airport screening (whatever country's military that was on duty that day) made about 100 of us U.S. Soldiers go through the same screening that the TSA gives. Keep in mind that we are coming INTO theater, which means that we had our armored vests, helmets, weapons WITH ammo, FULL magazines, and bags of yet more combat equipment.

They told us that we would have to remove all of our gear, shoes, belts, and empty our pockets (placing contents into the little Tupperware dish) and place it on the X-ray conveyor to be x-rayed, weapons and all. As an MP, I have an M4 assault rifle, and a Beretta M9 pistol. Of course, being as sarcastic as I am, I couldn't help but say to the guys running the X-ray, "There are a couple items in there that MIGHT look JUST LIKE a couple of guns, just sayin'." They gave me dumb looks. Having taken my boots, dog tags, and belt off, I was giving myself a once over pocket check, to make sure that I didn't forget anything. I found a loose rifle round in my pocket (that I had found on the ground outside), crap! So I quickly threw it in my helmet that was still exposed on the conveyor, because the little dish had already made it in to the machine. I walked through the metal detector without incident, and came out the other side. The X-ray clowns were staring intently at the screen, like bomb dogs looking for that faint whiff of hydrocarbons. All of my gear, 2 weapons, 14 magazines fully loaded with 5.56mm ammo, and 3 pistol mags loaded with 9mm ammo comes out on the other end of the box, having been THOROUGHLY scrutinized. One of the clowns reaches into my helmet, pulls that loose round out, holds it up like a 5 year old on an Easter egg hunt that found the Golden Egg, and loudly proclaims "AH HA!!!" I snatched it out of his hand and asked him if he missed the other 465 in the magazines. I gathered my belongings and got as far away from those clowns as I could, as I tried to put my boots on while walking.

When we were all finally though the security station, and in the sterile & secure room to await boarding, there was talk of those clowns trying to take the pocket knives of some of the soldiers. What did they think we were going to do, take over a U.S. Military plane?? We ARE the U. S. Military, damn fools!!!

Idiots at their finest...

Paul J. Davis
1LT/MP


Yes, it comes from a source I trust.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Jul 11 - 10:14 PM

Have I mentioned that I went to the range last night and practiced shooting the .357 left handed? Did pretty well, too, out to 50 meters (yes, meters). Gotta practice left-handed more, just for grits and shins.

Zeroed the Savage Model 30G at 19.5 meters; it's pretty accurate considering what it is.

But hey, I've forgiven gnu. I know he couldn't help himself.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Jul 11 - 10:10 PM

41214. I had dibs.


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: gnu
Date: 07 Jul 11 - 08:05 PM

Noice? Yeeeees b'y, I is noice. But if yer gonna APB my ass I's da b'y whats wants to know why and don' be runnin dat yeeee should know why shit wit da loikes a me buddy. Ye got some bones in yer t'roat ye eider cough em up er choke on em eh? I trow my coat bot sides da road me so if ye wanna go ye state yer case wit n or piss in da wind la.

Ahhhh... translation from Newf/Jacquatar/Acadian : what did I do to piss you off this time baaaaaby?

(I added that "baaaaaby" as homage to John Belushi as this is a blues and folk forum.)


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Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Jul 11 - 06:55 PM

As of you didn't know. And I had dibs and everything. But I'll forgive you, because everyone knows how nice Canadians are.


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