[Little Bill]

A friend of mine, an MP, stopped Monk Myers, WW2 Hero type and Brigadeer General at a TCP on a blind corner, because an M88 was coming down the blind side of the intersection.

Old Monk ripped him a new ahole, just as the M88 went roaring by, never again sir my pal said, in response to getting drilled.

M88's don't stop all that well.

[xarmydog]

Had a General try that crap on me while I was on guard duty in the armory.He said,don't you know who I am?I replied,no sir,but i know what you will be if you proceed any further.Of course I expected to get my butt put in the slammer the next day,but much to my surprise,he was just a half ass brigadier general,half drunk,who following my report,was suddenly transferred shortly after.It was strange telling a general,being a private,that he would be dead meat if he came any closer.The weird part was,he was alone and had no one in my chain of command with him,which at the time was more or less protocol.