Posted on 03/19/2006 6:02:30 PM PST by Khurkris
Ditto & seconded.
Since that was when I decided to get out, I should probably adopt the saying above about reaching the apex of my miserable career.
I'm pretty sure I personally know the source of this one:
"Never pet a burning dog." LTC (Tennessee National Guard)
The Cambodian Khmer *banditos* we worked with circa 1969-70 thought that the liver was the tastiest part.
I have been around those who took heads, but only for trophies or for psywar reasons. I haven't run across any neat recipies. Yet.
I have been around those who took heads, but only for trophies or for psywar reasons. I haven't run across any neat recipies. Yet.
That one also ought to be on the list.
Note also my new/current tag line.
ROTFLMAO!
Check C-4's links at 7 & 10 for the whole boatload.
They left out one of the best:
Of every One-Hundred men, Ten shouldn't even be there,
Eighty are nothing but targets,
Nine are real fighters...
We are lucky to have them...They make the battle,
Ah, but the One, One of them is a Warrior...
and He will bring the others back!- Heraclitus [circa 500 BC]
"I am so far down the food chain that I've got plankton bites on my butt."I really liked this one:
"His knowledge on that topic is only power point deep..." MAJ (JS)
My all time favorite remains this:
"They've got us surrounded again, the poor bastards." -- Creighton W. Abrams, Jr.
One of many similar topics, also all time faves:
How I learned about GI Joe
E-mail | December 1, 2005 | Unknown
Posted on 12/01/2005 1:48:56 PM EST by DJ Taylor
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-vetscor/1532094/posts
"In the end, Sgt. Paige picked up the last of the 40-pound, belt-fed Brownings -- the same design which John Moses Browning famously fired for a continuous 25 minutes until it ran out of ammunition, glowing cherry red, at its first U.S. Army trial -- and did something for which the weapon was never designed. Sgt. Paige walked down the hill toward the place where he could hear the last Japanese survivors rallying to move around his flank, the belt-fed gun cradled under his arm, firing as he went. And the weapon did not fail.
"Coming up at dawn, battalion executive officer Major Odell M. Conoley was first to discover the answer to our question: How many able-bodied Marines does it take to hold a hill against two regiments of motivated, combat-hardened infantrymen who have never known defeat?
"On a hill where the bodies were piled like cordwood, Mitchell Paige alone sat upright behind his 30-caliber Browning, waiting to see what the dawn would bring. One hill: one Marine."
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