Back in the 80's when the exchange rate was like 10 million yen to the dollar. You could buy that setup for $100 on a deployment to Okinawa
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Join the contest SubscribeBack in the 80's when the exchange rate was like 10 million yen to the dollar. You could buy that setup for $100 on a deployment to Okinawa
Back in the 80's when the exchange rate was like 10 million yen to the dollar. You could buy that setup for $100 on a deployment to Okinawa
I met Chuck in the early 80's when he was working for my father-in-law at the Forest Service. Had no clue about his history as a sniper until almost 20 years later. Asked my FIL about it and he said Chuck had told him about his service but at the time didn't want others to know.Funny y’all should bring Chuck up. I just finished the book a few minutes ago. Quick read.
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Call me sadistic but I enjoy seeing the tables turned on the bad guys like this. I never had to shoot anyone but turned the tables on some bullies in fist fights when I was younger. I never enjoyed fighting but when I got the best of them, it turned out to be fun.
If I'm sadistic, so what. This steaming pile of poop got what he deserved and, yes, it was kind of funny listening to him scream like a baby with its hand on a hot stove.
To be honest, I thought about posting this elsewhere but feel this is somewhat motivational. Remember to turn the volume on unless you are at work. FOUL LANGUAGE AND SCREAMS OF PAIN.
You do.The best and the worst officers I served with were women.
One locked up the first time she got into trouble and almost killed her partner... was very bad.
Other smashed a perp twice her size in the head with a toilet seat and then muckled him up. Hint to folks... If the officer you try and go all 'game on' with is 4'6", cute as a button, and competed in the Iditirod for several years... and is wielding a toilet seat... Just walk away. Her kids are awesome, BTW.
I need to do a book someday...
Sirhr
It looks like he got one in the groin; which might be why he's screaming so much.He was justified in shooting when the fat dude was within 7 yards and spouting shit. He waited patiently, but fatty wanted shot it seems.
Shackles on my feet....
First thing I noticed.Shackles on my feet....
Don't worry, you'll see it if you're old enough.
Keith
We did stupid shit back then....Shackles on my feet....
Don't worry, you'll see it if you're old enough.
Keith
Call me sadistic but I enjoy seeing the tables turned on the bad guys like this. I never had to shoot anyone but turned the tables on some bullies in fist fights when I was younger. I never enjoyed fighting but when I got the best of them, it turned out to be fun.
If I'm sadistic, so what. This steaming pile of poop got what he deserved and, yes, it was kind of funny listening to him scream like a baby with its hand on a hot stove.
To be honest, I thought about posting this elsewhere but feel this is somewhat motivational. Remember to turn the volume on unless you are at work. FOUL LANGUAGE AND SCREAMS OF PAIN.
Seriously bro can we please leave your mothers rear shelf out of the equation?I have pictures of my mothers 66 Coronet convertible 383 4 speed on a rotisserie. The rear shelf was swiss cheese
It was an exaggeration. I have drank a lot of alcohol since then, well actually at that time also, and there's plenty of sacrificial brain cells that were not needed to remember the exact exchange rate.I don't recall it being that high, but it was about three times higher than when I returned.in the 90s.
A dishwasher?It was an exaggeration. I have drank a lot of alcohol since then, well actually at that time also, and there's plenty of sacrificial brain cells that were not needed to remember the exact exchange rate.
I wonder if the joke is still going.
Hey mom, look what I brought home. And it's not a stereo. Was really good for a trip to the Philippines.
Technically yes.A dishwasher?
It was an exaggeration. I have drank a lot of alcohol since then, well actually at that time also, and there's plenty of sacrificial brain cells that were not needed to remember the exact exchange rate.
I wonder if the joke is still going.
Hey mom, look what I brought home. And it's not a stereo. Was really good for a trip to the Philippines.
Too far... what kinda dipshit needs a candle for his campfire..View attachment 8095937
Not me, something I found on the Internet.
I would never go to this faggity when camping.
I love this photo simple into the point.Too far... what kinda dipshit needs a candle for his campfire..View attachment 8095945