Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1

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I feel attention needs to be brought to the fact that in the middle of a bitch fight in the MPT, @Dirty D showed up and posted a random funny meme. His usual time to shine/post saggy, sad titties, was turned on it’s head. He lost the will to get things back on track.

Or he deputized @sirhrmechanic who has his own sad titty style? Regardless, the use of infected titties has disrupted the natural order...

Let’s get things back on track.
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Sirhr is a big enough boy to make his own point and my post was the carrot, the stick is still there but not necessary if we don’t have 68 underwear ads in a row for the teenagers to fap to.
 
I just watched to about 2:15 but I think everyone did everything right. Get the officer away and in a car at that point. He gave multiple commands and had no choice but to fire. Im very impressed with the officers that arrived.

I would agree, seems fully justified in my opinion. The officer could not have done any more or given any more instructions without putting his own life or that of others in danger.
 
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I feel attention needs to be brought to the fact that in the middle of a bitch fight in the MPT, @Dirty D showed up and posted a random funny meme. His usual time to shine/post saggy, sad titties, was turned on it’s head. He lost the will to get things back on track.

Or he deputized @sirhrmechanic who has his own sad titty style? Regardless, the use of infected titties has disrupted the natural order...

Let’s get things back on track.
I am sorry I was at work and @Dirty D did not fulfill your desire for fappable material. I will try to not let you down again. I will post some of my better stuff later, but I have to get clearance from the Nasa, The Hague and the Pentagon before trusting mere mortals with such material.

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I was with Tiger Force, when things started winding down in the AO. They didn't have much for us to do for a while, so they stuck us and the Recondos up on top of Bach Ma, a holy mountain that was covered in fog at the top, almost all the time. We arrived in 4 slick sorties each from different areas, and started swapping war stories immediately. the LT's got to know each other, and the RTO's set up a radio shack in the big bunker someone had built years ago. The last sortie was a Chinook with a water buffalo slung beneath it and a pallet of C rats, and half a pallet of LRRP rations.
3 weeks later we were still there, although the companies from both battalions were grumbling about our extended R and R (they wanted us back doing the Recon for them, like we were supposed to). We were pretty pissed about it too, since while we werent doing much, we also couldn't go to the Navy PX, or to Eagle Beach or even just run patrols near a firebase. Anything to get off restricted rations, and constant fog, and diminishing water supply.
One night, our LT was going to the water point to get a half-helmet full to shave and bathe. He heard splashing. Climbing on top, he found the lid open and down inside, was a Recondo, taking a swim/bath. The LT showed great restraint, and called the Recodo LT. That LT and their platoon SGT, on the other hand did not hold back one bit. They went to their side of the perimeter, and it didn't sound good.
About two days later, after catching rain from our hootches, and rationing the last of each canteen, we got a break, and they lifted us out of there, for Phu Loc. 1968.
 
I was with Tiger Force, when things started winding down in the AO. They didn't have much for us to do for a while, so they stuck us and the Recondos up on top of Bach Ma, a holy mountain that was covered in fog at the top, almost all the time. We arrived in 4 slick sorties each from different areas, and started swapping war stories immediately. the LT's got to know each other, and the RTO's set up a radio shack in the big bunker someone had built years ago. The last sortie was a Chinook with a water buffalo slung beneath it and a pallet of C rats, and half a pallet of LRRP rations.
3 weeks later we were still there, although the companies from both battalions were grumbling about our extended R and R (they wanted us back doing the Recon for them, like we were supposed to). We were pretty pissed about it too, since while we werent doing much, we also couldn't go to the Navy PX, or to Eagle Beach or even just run patrols near a firebase. Anything to get off restricted rations, and constant fog, and diminishing water supply.
One night, our LT was going to the water point to get a half-helmet full to shave and bathe. He heard splashing. Climbing on top, he found the lid open and down inside, was a Recondo, taking a swim/bath. The LT showed great restraint, and called the Recodo LT. That LT and their platoon SGT, on the other hand did not hold back one bit. They went to their side of the perimeter, and it didn't sound good.
About two days later, after catching rain from our hootches, and rationing the last of each canteen, we got a break, and they lifted us out of there, for Phu Loc. 1968.
You might want to check the book Tiger Force by Michael Sallah and Mitch Weiss..... Interested in your opinion.
 
I know its funny and we all have our kryptonite.

Mine is fingernail and toenail injuries.

I can handle anything else medically related. Even removing bugs and maggots, gangrene, and have had spit, vomit, and shit all hit my face over the last 20 yrs.
First shift ever in a level 1 trauma center, 1st patient, GSW to the head and got brain matter on my scrub shirt. Changed and kept going. Just part if it.

But a nail injury gives me the hooboojeebees.
 
I know its funny and we all have our kryptonite.

Mine is fingernail and toenail injuries.

I can handle anything else medically related. Even removing bugs and maggots, gangrene, and have had spit, vomit, and shit all hit my face over the last 20 yrs.
First shift ever in a level 1 trauma center, 1st patient, GSW to the head and got brain matter on my scrub shirt. Changed and kept going. Just part if it.

But a nail injury gives me the hooboojeebees.

I still remember the instructor reading to us, in basic training, how they treated you for an STD.

To this day, I don't know if he was relating what the doctors told him to read or if it was based on personal experience.

He was so darn good at being very descriptive with the proper voice inflections and emphasis on the correct syllables.

It was one of the most cringe-worthy pieces of literature that I've ever listened to.
 
They don't have any evidence that they DO either.
Actually the CDC authors of the study that "proved" no connection between vaccines and autism ADMITTED that they knowingly suppressed data showing that the MMR vaccine before 18 months of age (usually recommended at 15 months of age) tripled the risk of autism. Expectedly corporate media largely spiked the confessions. It should have been a huge scandal, but "dynamic silence" prevented a hue and cry.

If you actually investigate and even in the face of manipulated search algorithms, you can find such reports.

Here's one: https://time.com/3208886/whistleblower-claims-cdc-covered-up-data-showing-vaccine-autism-link/
 
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I could clear that alley door on the first attempt. Proved it once when a Brahma bull was released into the chute after being hit in the testicles with a electric cattle prod.
Nothing like 2000 lbs. of the meanest bull ever coming right at you. lol

My brother in laws family raised brangus cattle. They decided keeping the Brahma bulls around was just too risky for what more they got. Angus, ...not so much a problem. But, then you had to keep Angus bulls around too. It was a whole lot easier to work with Angus and Herefords and get premium price for black baldy's.