so staring at my weapon my m16 while riding in the back of an open end vehicle, i start to think if i get shot or hurt will i be seriously injured do i want to be saved.. will i refuse or threaten those around me to let me be and worry about themselves will i be willing to unholster my side arm and blow my brains out if i lose an arm or leg...
i reach inside my flack and pull out a crumbled cigarette box (marlboro:reds) slightly soaked and wet i find an unbroken dry cig. i place it in my mouth and prepare to light it.
my Cpl at the time stares at me and tells me what i think i am doing.. em i not aware that smoking inside a government vehicle is against government/military rules.
i stared at him and place my cig back and stared him in the eyes and responded: i was not aware that chewing gum in uniform was now allowed cpl?
he angrily replied are you correcting me marine?
i respond: no Cpl simply asking a question..
i continue to look around at the desert as we drive by thinking if at any time we will be blown up.. but then tell myself we have secured this area for the past couple of hours and government vehicles have bn driving through for the past 24 hours..
driver finally pulls over off the side of the road into a government secured area with heavy duty vehicles, cargo containers and tents..
we jump off the vehicle while me and three other marines talk about security and what are jobs will be while our section is here.
a Ssgt shows up and ask to know who is in charge the Cpl worriedly jumps off the back of the humvee and tries to hide the gum in his cheek as he responds that he is.
the Ssgt ask is that gum in his mouth and to spit it out and put it in his pocket till he can dispose of it later and correctly..
me and my buddies smirk... we then inform Ssgt that we were assigned as security with these marines who were armorers and if he had any security procedures or jobs he would require us to perform.
Ssgt in a loud voice responds we dont need any more security marine! we need armorers so we can process these weapons cache we discovered buried in the desert.
dont tell me your all security!! no Ssgt their are 5 armorer and 4 of us assigned to them as security.. although our mos is not armory we have bn with them for well over 4 months and are fully aware of many weapons operations and repair.
the Cpl finally gets the balls to talk and respond their secondary Mos is pretty much armory Ssgt they can work on small and large weapons like machine guns and side arms.
good.. you boys can start by marking and typing every functional Ak47 into the system they will be redistributed to the Iraqi police.. after that you will repair any weapon that can be fixed on site and the rest for transport for dermo..
i reach down and pick up a weird german machine gun era WW2 and ask about these unknown type weapons?
destroyed them iraqi only get Ak47 nothing else, understood?
yes, Ssgt. one of the marines on my security i had never met til we were assigned that day smirks and ask whose stupid idea was it to give the iraqi police weapons , half of them are corrupt and will end back up to the insurgent you just watch..
annoyed at him speaking at out of turn i dont respond by i think to myself he is right and i have an idea of the ppl responsible for such an order..
the ssgt angrily looks at the marines and tells him you will not second guess the president and his military staff is that understood marine?
the LCpl panicked stands at attention and responds: I, I Ssgt..
he are put to work under the hot sun and make shift covering the marines start to ask questions among ourselves how was this weapon cache found.. i look around and respond it sure wasnt by simply asking.. what do you mean? look around that snata clause looking mother f#@cjer sure as hell aint no marine these guys walking around are civilian contractors and probably one or two Cia douchebags..
you think? i know... 5 months later during a house raid another weapons cache was found and well over 400 wpns had the same serial number that we help mark and catalogue.. we found out during a routine check of confiscated equipment...
in my mind i smirked and laughed inside thinking to myself what a f#$k'in idiot who decided it was such a good idea to re arm the iraqi ppl.. knowing full well what government ppl made the decision and also knowing we will soon be told we are not to talk about this incident.
Originally posted by Rogue Jedishame on you was it at least prescribed?
I smoked weed today.
anyways.... i was at this strip club some yrs back it was dark and seedy with black lights but also a high class place.... the playboy and hustler models often make an appearance at the club for extra cash, sad i know..
so i was sitting in a large cushion seat surrounded by other similar style chairs and a small circular table..
i was doing my best laid back pose drinking a beer and order a few shots with my friends who were also there.
one of my friends with a smile looks at me and asks me a question trying to get everyone else to hear my response.
so Jay what is that saying your always saying when you see a hot girl you wanna bone?
i looked at him all suspicious and was why you wanna hear it?
all my friends lean closer to hear our conversation and get a few laughs at my expense...
my friend points at one of the strippers and asks what did you say about her?
i looked at him and answered i said she is hot and i would lick her @$$hole.... he was like now that is just sick bro.... i was like its just a saying i wouldnt actually do it, i aint that freaky.
my friends then smile and wave the girl over to us and start to whisper to her and hand her money... she smiles and comes over to give me a lap dance.. i eye everyone suspiciously and say whatever and go with it..
the girl then takes my beer and pushes my seat with me in it further away from the table as she start to grind and lick me..
she starts to get a lil too rough and i aint enjoying it any more and she starts to stick her @$$ all up in my face and suddenly smashes her cheeks right into my nose and performs a credit card swipe.
i wasnt expecting it but the body perfume, sweat and likely earlier necessary bodily functions were too much for me handle and i try to stop her from continuing her dancing as i run to the men''s room
to wash my face and nose which felt like i had bn smeared with nasty @$$ grease and eye tried not to throw up and think about the sensation nor the smell...
i return and my friends were laughing like whats wrong bro?
i was like the b#$%$ needs to shower and wash and not sh$# when coming out to perform.. they were like keeping it down bro your gonna embarrass her or get us kicked out... at least you learned to watch what you say, right?
Originally posted by Wild Shadow
so staring at my weapon my m16 while riding in the back of an open end vehicle, i start to think if i get shot or hurt will i be seriously injured do i want to be saved.. will i refuse or threaten those around me to let me be and worry about themselves will i be willing to unholster my side arm and blow my brains out if i lose an arm or leg...i reach inside my flack and pull out a crumbled cigarette box (marlboro:reds) slightly soaked and wet i find an unbroken dry cig. i place it in my mouth and prepare to light it.
my Cpl at the time stares at me and tells me what i think i am doing.. em i not aware that smoking inside a government vehicle is against government/military rules.
i stared at him and place my cig back and stared him in the eyes and responded: i was not aware that chewing gum in uniform was now allowed cpl?
he angrily replied are you correcting me marine?
i respond: no Cpl simply asking a question..
i continue to look around at the desert as we drive by thinking if at any time we will be blown up.. but then tell myself we have secured this area for the past couple of hours and government vehicles have bn driving through for the past 24 hours..
driver finally pulls over off the side of the road into a government secured area with heavy duty vehicles, cargo containers and tents..
we jump off the vehicle while me and three other marines talk about security and what are jobs will be while our section is here.
a Ssgt shows up and ask to know who is in charge the Cpl worriedly jumps off the back of the humvee and tries to hide the gum in his cheek as he responds that he is.
the Ssgt ask is that gum in his mouth and to spit it out and put it in his pocket till he can dispose of it later and correctly..
me and my buddies smirk... we then inform Ssgt that we were assigned as security with these marines who were armorers and if he had any security procedures or jobs he would require us to perform.
Ssgt in a loud voice responds we dont need any more security marine! we need armorers so we can process these weapons cache we discovered buried in the desert.
dont tell me your all security!! no Ssgt their are 5 armorer and 4 of us assigned to them as security.. although our mos is not armory we have bn with them for well over 4 months and are fully aware of many weapons operations and repair.
the Cpl finally gets the balls to talk and respond their secondary Mos is pretty much armory Ssgt they can work on small and large weapons like machine guns and side arms.
good.. you boys can start by marking and typing every functional Ak47 into the system they will be redistributed to the Iraqi police.. after that you will repair any weapon that can be fixed on site and the rest for transport for dermo..
i reach down and pick up a weird german machine gun era WW2 and ask about these unknown type weapons?
destroyed them iraqi only get Ak47 nothing else, understood?
yes, Ssgt. one of the marines on my security i had never met til we were assigned that day smirks and ask whose stupid idea was it to give the iraqi police weapons , half of them are corrupt and will end back up to the insurgent you just watch..
annoyed at him speaking at out of turn i dont respond by i think to myself he is right and i have an idea of the ppl responsible for such an order..
the ssgt angrily looks at the marines and tells him you will not second guess the president and his military staff is that understood marine?
the LCpl panicked stands at attention and responds: I, I Ssgt..
he are put to work under the hot sun and make shift covering the marines start to ask questions among ourselves how was this weapon cache found.. i look around and respond it sure wasnt by simply asking.. what do you mean? look around that snata clause looking mother f#@cjer sure as hell aint no marine these guys walking around are civilian contractors and probably one or two Cia douchebags..
you think? i know... 5 months later during a house raid another weapons cache was found and well over 400 wpns had the same serial number that we help mark and catalogue.. we found out during a routine check of confiscated equipment...
in my mind i smirked and laughed inside thinking to myself what a f#$k'in idiot who decided it was such a good idea to re arm the iraqi ppl.. knowing full well what government ppl made the decision and also knowing we will soon be told we are not to talk about this incident.
I copy-pasted that onto word and gave to my teacher.
I got a A+.
Thanks 💃
cool... i have pics of that day... if you like i can post one or two of them but none with the marines or civilian contractors b/c i dont want to be tracked down and accused of something.. i am not yet ready for a confrontation with the man...gunsmilie
continuing on.
there i am under a nice sunny day my hands tighten and grasp the wooden bat handle. i look straight ahead and squint as i prepare to swing. suddenly i swing and i hear strike one!! then strike 2!! finally: your out!!
angry, ashamed and feeling sick i walk off back into the dug out i look up and see my mom and step dad : its okay champ its no big deal.. my eyes want to water up and my lip quiver but i hold it in and lower my head in shame as i finally arrive to the dug out and take my seat..
nearly a decade later i am back on the diamond and still haunted by that memory as i prepare for the incoming ball.. hundreds of thoughts go through my mind as i consciously and unconsciously sift through them and ignore them and put them away.
i am older wiser stronger better then most ppl on this field and in my country i tell myself this to build myself up.. these yahoos aint got nothing on me. i bn playing this game for yrs.. for gawds sakes you're an all star player..
i grip the bat once again like i did all those yrs past.. i shake the bat over my shoulder.. i tell myself one last time for gawds sake you were like 5 yrs old the bat was heavy so what if you struck out on T-Ball!!! that sh#$ dont mean nothing no more.. now get ready all these ppl came to see you and your team all eyes are on you dont let them down.. focus concentrate..
suddenly time seems to slow down as does my breathing i can hear the blood rushing through my body the thumb of my heart thumb..... thumb...
the ball moving so slowly through the air and then suddenly speeds up at the right moment i step in and swing i hear a crack of the bat and the vibration.. all in one fluid motion a dozen of small bodliy mechanical procedure occur all precise trained and honed by yrs of playing the game.
i release the bat as i take off running a deep field hit i can do this.. as i run i hear the crowd gasp.. i tell myself i did not just do what i think i did, did i? i try to block it out as hit 1st base i cant help but look back and see what i though just happen did happen.. oh no i am going to get disqualified.. i am so screwed!!! ppl run to help the kid that had step out of the dug out cage.. he had bn hit by my bat right in the crotch i knew ppl will say i threw the bat even though to me it was a precise release might have had a lil momentum but the intend was for it to drop to the floor..stupid kid... suddenly i feel the butterflies in my stomach and i look around and i can see eyes accusing me and suddenly i feel like i am 5 yrs old and sucking on my thumb.. i want to cry
here is a pic of the weapons we found and cataloged and were later re-confiscated during a house raid after they bn given to the local police and later found with insurgents
http://www.comicvine.com/myvine/castleking/all-images/108-39459/cew_004/105-1285270/
http://www.comicvine.com/myvine/castleking/all-images/108-39459/cew_004/105-1285270/
http://media.comicvine.com/uploads/2/29885/1285273-cew_006.jpg
@dadudemon
since you like my stories so much...
there i was waslking through a hot desert day along side my friend who had just bn promoted to cpl.
cpl: you know bro if you played the game and not correct them constantly you would have bn an nco long b4 me, instead they got you non req and screwed you on your promotion scores.
Me: so i am not suppose to be a marine and correct ppl when they F#@@# up regardless of their rank? care to tell me where in the reqs it is stated?
Cpl: you know just b/c it isnt in the reqs and you are suppose to correct them doesnt mean you should.. i mean they dont follow the rules like you and look who is getting f@##@ over? you, not them.
Me: so i guess i should not adhere to the oath of what it is to be a marine b/c no one else does it, right? i guess i should be a sh#$bag b/c our higher ups are just that? (stop to light a cig).
cpl: you know you are not suppose to walk and smoke?
Me: i know, that's why i stopped to light it and i am not walking..(pshhhowk). did you hear that?
cpl: what?
me: i think we are being shot at... (cup my cig in the palm of my hand and i start to walk to a sandbag wall)..
Cpl: your not suppose to walk and smoke! and we arent being shot at i would know.. it is probably coming from the birm where they check their wpns b4 leaving camp.
Me: i am not walking and smoking. i am simply transporting a cigarette to a different location. you might want to come over here with me and call it in.
Cpl: no, i'm not an idiot..
Me: well give it to me and i'll call it in.
Cpl: and if you are wrong i'll have to report you and the office snco's will use this as an excuse to demote you and non req you...
me: well, i guess its a good thing i am not afraid nor guided by my military career.. if you want i'll tell them you are in the can making a head call while i make the call.. leaving me solely responsible(hands me the radio).
this is echo 3 charlie over?
respond: who?
me: echo three charlie calling near from wild wild west compound.
respond: send it.
me: shots have bn fired in my immediate location, over?
respond: affirmative, there is a sniper up in the hills across the wire on the side of the road, .. reports have bn coming since morning.. a unit has bn dispatched to locate and engage.. you are fine he is too far for it to be a threat, just looking to disrupt the camp, over.
Me: affirmative, over and out.
Respond: hey, just stay behind a sandbag wall or birn just in case dont want you to get shot and blame me if it does puncture your skin which i doubt.
Me: (laugh) okay, thx.. over and out..
respond: good job marine.. stop by the main office when you can..
Me: roger. (facing my nco). told you we were getting shot at..
tank
you know what must be done to keep me here..
http://www.killermovies.com/forums/showthread.php?threadid=523396&pagenumber=2 😖hifty: 33 i've grown tired.
i will collect my old stories and link them here for you 4 i leave.
http://www.killermovies.com/forums/showthread.php?threadid=527300&pagenumber=2
i am still missing one more where i caught a dude dumpster diving on base while i was on security detail in iraq.
look deep in your heart and know this to be true, young jedi.
starwars
Originally posted by King Castle
you know what must be done to keep me here..
http://www.killermovies.com/forums/showthread.php?threadid=523396&pagenumber=2 😖hifty: 33 i've grown tired.i will collect my old stories and link them here for you 4 i leave.
http://www.killermovies.com/forums/showthread.php?threadid=527300&pagenumber=2
i am still missing one more where i caught a dude dumpster diving on base while i was on security detail in iraq.
look deep in your heart and know this to be true, young jedi.
starwars
Dude, seriously, stick around.
As you found out, even RJ wasn't that bad of a guy (you two used to be at each others throats.) There's plenty of people here that you can still call your homies.
Some of your posts give me GREAT lulz and some of your stories are awesome.
Originally posted by dadudemonwe havent really bn at each others throats, i only got mad at him for last week spamming and trolling my threads... but not like we were at each others throats.. he make subversive insults and i would make fun of him openly.
Dude, seriously, stick around.As you found out, even RJ wasn't that bad of a guy (you two used to be at each others throats.) There's plenty of people here that you can still call your homies.
Some of your posts give me GREAT lulz and some of your stories are awesome.
i might have one more good story for you.. just gotta think about it?
