Posted on 09/23/2007 7:46:56 AM PDT by paulat
Unexploded Rocket-Propelled Grenade Impales Army Private in Afghanistan By RUTH REISS
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One RPG skidded past Lt. Mariani's vehicle. All of the vehicles had to quickly get out of the "kill zone." But before they could get to safety, two rockets hit Pvt. Moss' Humvee.
Staff Sgt. Eric Wynn, 33, the soldier in the front passenger seat, felt one slice through his face. Moss remembers the truck practically lift up. He was thrown up against the Humvee and then moved to return fire.
"I smelled something smoking and I looked down ... and I was smoking," he said.
Wynn turned to tell Moss where to fire and saw the tail fins of the RPG sticking out of Moss' side.
Roughly the length of a baseball bat, an RPG travels at the speed of a bullet. At the front end is the warhead -- a large grenade. The detonator and fuel are contained in the shaft. On the back are its fins, pieces of metal that stick out like legs on a camera tripod. The RPG is the weapon of choice for many of the world's guerillas.
Luckily for Moss, the company medic Spc. Jared Angell, 23, who the soldiers call "Doc," was in his Humvee
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A Human Bomb The RPG that had plowed into Moss' lower abdomen stretched from one hip to the other. If the RPG went off, it would kill everyone within 30 feet of him. Yet Angell stayed close, bandaging his wounds and stabilizing the weapon so that movement wouldn't cause it to explode.
Moss was still fully conscious, so Angell ordered him to not look down at the injury. He didn't want Moss to panic.
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I got caviar on my cravat. (Craviat Eator)
The Maynard G. Krebbs voice just calls out for an umlaut.
"Wörk?"
Hence:
"Möving Day?"
I like the umlaut! I just can’t do that or the tilde. Or other grammatical markers.
*groan*
That’s like, two-thirds of a pun, Bob: PU.
;o]
And with that, I’m outta here!
(Previous post, all spread out and showing HTML.)
If you copy and paste it, it should show an umlaut.
Here is the code for a tilde, Señora.
Wow! Look what the spell checker did to my tagline above!
The whole thing was full of html errors. Maybe FR had a spaz attack lol.
Well, the post came out the way I wanted it, but I hadn’t noticed what was happening to the tagline.
The apostrophe turned into a catastrophe.
Going on a trip?
Not leaving the farm, if that’s what you mean.
She has dreams to monitor. I conjure mine up in daytime, so I can write them down.
Am I late?
For what? A very important date?
Good morning!
My sewing machine had a crisis, but it recovered after I gave it a vigorous shake! I’ll take to a repair shop after I finish the other Hallowe’en costume. It has a sticker on it saying it was tuned up in February, 1989.
I’m sure it was the kudzu that made its little mechanical heart go fluttery.
I’ll chat at ya later! The morning beckons, with a dripping salivation.
Need to let the St. Bernard out?
Half of my belongings have been out on the patio in boxes since I moved in here, and yesterday, I began transferring the contents to plastic tubs and crates to keep the critters, water and dust out.
I had a hypoglycemic episode, and had to come in when I was only about 2/3 done. Today, I’ll finish the job. And put plastic tarps over everything.
For what? There's always SOMEthing happening, so if you're "late," you're still in time. ;o]
I can’t even think about my sewing machine. I think it needs to be oiled. Maybe one of these days, I’ll get that done so if the fit ever hits me, I can sew to my heart’s desire. ;o]
February 1989? Yoiks!
I had a friend in Germany with a St. Bernard. I thought that was the slobberyest animal I’d ever seen. Then I met a gal who had two mastiffs.
EEEWWWWW!
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