Dem tiddys. 
You remember when that kid blew the door off the Buckhorn Lodge trying to rob the place?
Nope.
He killed the high-grade? He deserved what he got, then. 
Posted on 05/22/2022 5:57:48 PM PDT by Mount Athos
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You seem to think your so smart, figure it out.
“You seem to think your so smart, figure it out.”
God, this is too easy.
The correct word in your sentence above would be YOU’RE (not YOUR), which is the contraction for YOU ARE. One would not say “...YOUR so smart;” one would say “...YOU ARE (or the contraction YOU’RE) so smart.” YOUR is a possessive, and we covered possessives in the previous lesson.
I’m afraid we will have to keep you back a grade. I will send you home with a note for your mother.
Sparky, you need to give this up. If you are going to make an implication, at least be man enough to come right out and say just what it is you meant by it. That I can respect. But, I can ridicule you all day long if that’s how you want to play the game.
It’s up to you.
Hey FIB. Like I said. You are so smart and brave behind the keyboard in front of you.
Just like a FIB to act that way.
So FIB. Back off or prove you are brave.
BTW FIB. Now I know why I used to enjoy grabbing you wingnuts and helping the local cops put you bastards in jail up around KI Sawyer back in the day.
Tell you what. Some real pure smart asses on here.
Like you told one of them one time. If they knew that we never suffered Trolls, FIBs or appleknockers kindly back up in the UP, they might tend to act a little more respectful.
“Hey FIB. Like I said. You are so smart and brave behind the keyboard in front of you. Just like a FIB to act that way. So FIB. Back off or prove you are brave.”
You started it, pal.
Are you challenging me to a physical fight, mister? Because if you are, you’ve just violated all kinds of FR rules.
“BTW FIB. Now I know why I used to enjoy grabbing you wingnuts and helping the local cops put you bastards in jail up around KI Sawyer back in the day.”
Yeah, well; I wasn’t one of them. I wasn’t in the UP. I was in Asia. I served my country. Did you? (And I’m not talking about some citizen posse going after drunk servicemen).
“You need to educate yourself. Putin uses “Nazi!” in the same way Democrats use “Racist!” They are overused and thus meaningless terms the use of which is solely to slander an opponent and get the home team and the gullible riled up. You want to see some Nazis? Check out Putin’s go-to shock troops, the Wagner Group. They are Azov’s twin brother of different mothers. You want to see some real hardcore fanatics? Check out Putin’s “allies,” the Chechens.”
Spare me the angst.
Blah Blah Blah. Now go sulk someplace else FIB.
Arrogant jackass.
2 months on a hilltop in Laos.
You wanna guess what the hell the total operation was called?
“2 months on a hilltop in Laos. You wanna guess what the hell the total operation was called?”
I know what it was called: Lam Son 719.
“2 months on a hilltop in Laos. You wanna guess what the hell the total operation was called?”
I know what it was called: Lam Son 719.
“citizen posse going after drunk servicemen).”
Want me to be honest here?
Up there, the remote taverns were the target of your brave men in uniform. They seemed to get the satisfaction of going to those places and busting up the places.
The problem was, they would run into us loggers getting off work in the woods and stopping for a beer before we headed for home. We tended to defend our friends up there.
EVERY GD weekend it was the same until the base stopped them from going out for their night of fun.
It was the county sheriff dept that asked us for help if we happen to stop at those places when the “fun” started.
Lots of brave servicemen got the experience of having a little time in the slammer up there.
I have seen a hell of a lot of fist fights with the giants who had a part of a pint, and been in a few. One in particular, real bad. Was not there for that one, came in just after it was over.
Those Air Force boys, hey? My brother was one, but he got a real job in the Army after his AF hitch.
They liked that place - all the loose college queenies.
“Those Air Force boys, hey? My brother was one, but he got a real job in the Army after his AF hitch.”
Yeah, we were despised until we flew missions to save the day, and save the bacon of a surrounded grunt force. Yeah, all those frightened eyes looking skyward, “Where are the fast movers? Call in the fast movers!” And they were also glad when we showed up with some Arc Light Fun and Games.
The Gulf War? The boots liked the Air Force big time while it degraded Iraq so significantly that it only took the boots 4 days to conquer the country.
Maybe the Air Force can just sit out the next big show, and let the boots handle it all themselves. Because...well, they don’t really need the Air Force.
Oh Man. I got to experience some real problems with them.
The worst I ever saw was at Foggy’s in Christmas. Got there just after it happened. They picked on a skinny little Indian who had a reputation for being as quick as greased lightning and a temper to boot.
Anyway. He jerked the arm out of the socket on one of them wingnuts and broke the jaw of another and, if I remember right, he broke either a arm or a leg of the other. I got there and the police had him handcuffed and sitting in the car. The wingnuts were getting loaded into the meat wagon and getting transported to the hospital.
He did cut for me for a while and like all of them he’d get his pay and disappear for a week or so. After his stake was all spent he would try and come back to work. I had to let him go. Hell of a piece cutter.
Of course, then there was big Bonneys in McFarland. That was EVERY SINGLE weekend for a while.
You remember when that kid blew the door off the Buckhorn Lodge trying to rob the place? We were in there that night and the dumb little shit unloaded with a double and blew the GD door off and the next shot took out just about all the high grade on the back bar. After we climbed back out from under the bar stools one of my workers went out the backdoor and took my service truck and went after him. If I remember right, the state police shot his ass on the highway between Wetmore and Shingleton. At least he wasnt a wingnut.
After that one, I decided that maybe it was time to quit taking the crew for beers after work on the weekends.
“Always with the negative waves, Moriarty!”
My nephew was USAF military police at Kincheloe.
He said that they had the same problem over there. He’d have to go in to the local PD and haul their ass back to base.
For some reason, he said when these kids got up there they thought they could do anything.
Dem tiddys.
You remember when that kid blew the door off the Buckhorn Lodge trying to rob the place?
Nope.
He killed the high-grade? He deserved what he got, then.
That one at the Buckhorn? I picked glass out of my clothes for quite a while after that one. Went home after we talked to the police and my ex-wife bitched at me cuz I had all that booze all over me. Nobody can figure out how the hell none of us got hit with all that buckshot and glass flying around.
She became my ex-wife not long after that.
Married me a slavic Finlander after her.
You can tell a Finlander, you just cant tell them much.
I could settle this little dust up in the Ukraine in a couple days if I got to talk to Putin. I would tell him whatever you do..invade the whole GD place and take it over and keep it. He would immediately call the troops back home.
Reverse psychology..that is what you need to use on those slavs.
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