Random Thoughts - Part Deux [NO POLITICS]

[humfrz]

OK, @Tcoat, help me out here ....... which story(s) if any, about grenade/artillery simulators have I NOT told.

* guys in back seat of my car tossing them out at rednecks chasing us .. ??

* setting one off around my pool and the cops came to the door .. ??

* setting one off when it rolled into my neighbors manicured lawn

Those are civilian stories ....... the military stories just go on and on ......


humfrz

[Sapphireho]

Originally Posted by humfrz

OK, @Tcoat, help me out here ....... which story(s) if any, about grenade/artillery simulators have I NOT told.

* guys in back seat of my car tossing them out at rednecks chasing us .. ??

* setting one off around my pool and the cops came to the door .. ??

* setting one off when it rolled into my neighbors manicured lawn

Those are civilian stories ....... the military stories just go on and on ......


humfrz

Tell all. I can't sleep and will be up. I want to hear them all.

[Sarlacc]

Originally Posted by humfrz

OK, @Tcoat, help me out here ....... which story(s) if any, about grenade/artillery simulators have I NOT told.

* guys in back seat of my car tossing them out at rednecks chasing us .. ??

* setting one off around my pool and the cops came to the door .. ??

* setting one off when it rolled into my neighbors manicured lawn

Those are civilian stories ....... the military stories just go on and on ......


humfrz

Originally Posted by Sapphireho

Tell all. I can't sleep and will be up. I want to hear them all.

Seconded! All at once or portioned out; either way, do tell :-)

[Teseo]

I gave the idea of making a thread "Back in the days...."
Wonder why he doesnt created yet

[Sapphireho]

Originally Posted by Sarlacc

Seconded! All at once or portioned out; either way, do tell :-)

Crap, he's asleep. The football game is boring. Life sucks.

[Sapphireho]

Originally Posted by Teseo

I gave the idea of making a thread "Back in the days...."
Wonder why he doesnt created yet

He's 187 years old. Give him a break!

[Sapphireho]

Wait, he's up

[krayzie]

So wait are you army guys telling me this is real?!?

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[humfrz]

Originally Posted by Teseo

I gave the idea of making a thread "Back in the days...."
Wonder why he doesnt created yet

Oh, I need something to "trigger" the memories .......


humfrz

[Sapphireho]

The suspense is killing me!

Story please!

[Teseo]

Originally Posted by humfrz

Oh, I need something to "trigger" the memories .......


humfrz

I want the stories were was involved a latina

[Sapphireho]

Originally Posted by Teseo

I want the stories were was involved a latina

Fetish?

[Kiske]

Originally Posted by Ultramaroon

Augh. Can you save what you did, or is it a do-over? That sux.

Ended up working out. After 3 hours of shut eye, rolled in extra early this morning and attacked it with a block and 320grit. Mixed up the gelcoat hot so I coul roll and had the paint details laid and re-cleared around 1pm. Used a speed clear with a 40min tack and 2hour full cure time.



The bitch is, the damn thing is so big, being in the way we pretty much shut the entire shop down until we finished late afternoon. On top of 'wasted' labor, 30oz of gelcoat, 60oz of clear. And the "lovely" attitudes directed at me and being on the shit list for the rest of the day. LMAO

It's not the first, nor the last. I've got year of fixing fuck ups under my belt. Thankfully and (sadly) most are not my own.

[humfrz]

OK, even if Tcoat tells me I've told it before ....... I'll tell one of my favorite stories.

It was a hot summer evening in the desert at Ft Irwin, CA. We had been in that hell hole for two weeks training troops. I had driven my trusty Ford Gran Torino down there, the rest of my soldiers were transported by bus. So, I loaded up three of my junior officers and we blasted off to civilization, still dressed in our dusty, sweat soaked fatigues.

Our first stop was in Barstow, CA, where my junior officers scored some weed and I purchased a quart of whisky. With the car full of pot smoke and my open bottle of whisky between my legs, off we went, heading to San Jose.

We breezed through Bakersfield and up Route 99. When we cut off 99 on route 46 to get over to I-5, the guys got a bad case of the munchies ....... so, we stopped in this little diner in Wasco for some burgers. Needless to say, the gang was feeling no pain. We got into the diner and ordered from this cute little waitress when Lt Ted, who fashioned himself as a ladies man, got a little too frisky with the waitress. Lt Rod tried to calm him down, but Lt Ted just kept on.

About that time, Captain humfrz, told them to straighten up or we were leaving. Too late, one of the cowboys at the counter confronted Ted and said the waitress was his sister. I thought to myself, sister or not, most of the folks in Wasco were inbred and related one way or another.

So, about that time, a few more cowboys entered the "discussion" which really triggered my other two officers. So, since my "soldiers" were stoned and I was half drunk, I figured a retrograde maneuver was in order, so we all dashed for my command vehicle.

Now, those dumb shit cowboys just wouldn't let it go and started chasing us in their pickup trucks. I TOLD my troops not to worry, once I got my big Ford up on the highway, it was a straight shot to I-5 and I could outrun them.

Well, Ted got impatient and drug a pack of hand grenade simulators out from under the front seat, unpackaged them and he and Rod were pulling the strings and throwing them out the windows at the pickup trucks full of cowboys. Now, the Wasco cowboys, knowing were Army, weren't sure if the grenades were real or not ....... so, they backed off.

I was pissed because I had plans for those simulators (however, I had two more packages).

Now, we were behind schedule, because I had to get to San Jose before the busses with the rest of my troops arrived. So, at about 2100 hrs, we hit I-5 just East of Lost Hills. So, hammer down. I was well into that bottle of whisky and the junior officers were pretty well wasted, when Rod piped up from the back seat and commented ...... can't this car go any faster. Mike, the quiet one was riding shotgun and told Rod to shut up, I was already going 115 mph. Sure enough I was ......

Well, we arrived at the army reserve center in San Jose, well before the bus. My three officers piled into a van with their wives and continued their pot party. I polished off my bottle of whisky, then tried to sober up enough to dismiss the troops after they arrived.


THE END


humfrz