Best Boot putdown Ive ever been subject to....

pmclaine

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    Ive heard boot put downs before that are colorful......so boot you still shit PI chow, Im so senior to you when I swim in the ocean the salt content goes up, Ive got more time in the air jumping out of 6Xs than you have in the Suck...that type of stuff.


    The other night I got slammed with a put down that will likely never be heard again.

    My friend Mario invited my family out to dinner. Hes 95, WWII USMC. We picked him up and drove him to Legals Seafood. Good times.

    When I got up to take a leak I gave the waiter my CC and told him to run the tab.

    At the end of the meal the waiter brought me the check. Mario threw his card on the table. I told him he was all set his money was no good there.

    He got batshit and started saying "NO!" and beating his fist on the table. Too late the deed was done.

    He looked at me and out came the slam......

    "I was on Guadalcanal, You didn't do nothing in the Marine Corps".

    Checkmate.

    That was probably a daily saying in 1st Mar Div when they were refitting/taking replacements in Australia after fighting on the Canal. I bet as the Marines landed in Inchon some SOB Gunny said it to a reservist. Its likely at Khe San some crusty FirstSgt said it to get scared green troops through a tough time. The last WWII reservist left the Corps during my time, late 80s but he was tail end Okinawa. Guadalcanal guys having left long before.

    Anyway I told him no WWII vet will pay for dinner at my table and he said thanks.

    I thank him. Im probably the last Marine to have his TIS challenged by an Old Breed Guadalcanal Marine.
     
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    That's pretty bad ass.

    That'd be like an old squid saying to a young punk-ass sailor: I fought at Midway, you ain't shit.
     
    Something a little different, but still funny (afterwards) that happened to me a few years ago.

    Went to the Manatee Gun Range in Florida where it has a house on the property that the staff and shooters use as a storefront and lounge where towards the end of the day more and more of the regulars (see: old retired guys that shot a whole 4 rounds all day) congregate, sit around a crock pot and try not to fall asleep....... errrr talk.

    It was Veteran's Day weekend when I went around 2008 or 2009 and I went with someone who was in the Air Force at the time. Showing your mil ID lets you shoot for free so the AF chick showed her ID and shot for free as well as got some attention from all of the old retired mil guys who were mainly WW2/Korea/Vietnam vets. I just wandered out the door, and we shot for a few hours.

    Went back inside to drop a few things off that were borrowed and all of the retired guys were in there. Of coarse, being with an AF chick they took special interest in her and remembered she was active duty, and made sure to all wish her a happy veterans day as we were leaving. She stops and says to tell me happy veterans day too and of coarse the exact same question comes out from all of them at the same time - what branch, where did I serve. I knew it was coming. I'm sure the look on my face gave it away, yet none of them were expecting me to tell them I was an officer in the Bundeswehr and had just done 3 partial years as a PMC in Afghanistan.

    It was quiet for a second. There were a few stares from the WW2 guys a little hint of a disappointing moan from the group until one of them decided to yell, 'you're not a veteran, you're a god damned mercenary'. I just looked at AF chick (who had no idea WTF just happened) said..ooooook then and we left.
     
    Something a little different, but still funny (afterwards) that happened to me a few years ago.

    Went to the Manatee Gun Range in Florida where it has a house on the property that the staff and shooters use as a storefront and lounge where towards the end of the day more and more of the regulars (see: old retired guys that shot a whole 4 rounds all day) congregate, sit around a crock pot and try not to fall asleep....... errrr talk.

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    Went back inside to drop a few things off that were borrowed and all of the retired guys were in there. Of coarse, being with an AF chick they took special interest in her and remembered she was active duty, and made sure to all wish her a happy veterans day as we were leaving. She stops and says to tell me happy veterans day too and of coarse the exact same question comes out from all of them at the same time - what branch, where did I serve. I knew it was coming. I'm sure the look on my face gave it away, yet none of them were expecting me to tell them I was an officer in the Bundeswehr and had just done 3 partial years as a PMC in Afghanistan.

    It was quiet for a second. There were a few stares from the WW2 guys a little hint of a disappointing moan from the group until one of them decided to yell, 'you're not a veteran, you're a god damned mercenary'. I just looked at AF chick (who had no idea WTF just happened) said..ooooook then and we left.

    It never fails. Some years ago I went up to a range well north of here, at which I'm now a life member, with a group from the Philly area. We stopped at the clubhouse on the way out to hit civilized WCs and some cold drinks before leaving. Naturally, the local geriatric "lifers" had questions for us. When I responded that I taught in Philly (which I was at the time), one of the old birds crowed, "Fuck, those n*****s down there can't learn SHIT!" My Puerto Rican colleague, who runs a firearms training facility, was shaking quietly so hard he probably popped a few fillings loose. His wife, very, very black, was at the time the chief of the ER at a prominent North Philadelphia hospital. It just never pays to engage some of these folks in conversation, as they feel so secure in their ability to say the first vile shit that pops in their head that they quite often do.
     
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    It never fails. Some years ago I went up to a range well north of here, at which I'm now a life member, with a group from the Philly area. We stopped at the clubhouse on the way out to hit civilized WCs and some cold drinks before leaving. Naturally, the local geriatric "lifers" had questions for us. When I responded that I taught in Philly (which I was at the time), one of the old birds crowed, "Fuck, those n*****s down there can't learn SHIT!" My Puerto Rican colleague, who runs a firearms training facility, was shaking quietly so hard he probably popped a few fillings loose. His wife, very, very black, was at the time the chief of the ER at a prominent North Philadelphia hospital. It just never pays to engage some of these folks in conversation, as they feel so secure in their ability to say the first vile shit that pops in their head that they quite often do.


    Off topic.......

    Sounds a little "ageist".

    "I don't give two fucks" can be a healthy attitude and its not only found in the aged and wise.

    Ill agree though the one persons comment was out of line.

     
    Something a little different, but still funny (afterwards) that happened to me a few years ago.

    Went to the Manatee Gun Range in Florida where it has a house on the property that the staff and shooters use as a storefront and lounge where towards the end of the day more and more of the regulars (see: old retired guys that shot a whole 4 rounds all day) congregate, sit around a crock pot and try not to fall asleep....... errrr talk.

    It was Veteran's Day weekend when I went around 2008 or 2009 and I went with someone who was in the Air Force at the time. Showing your mil ID lets you shoot for free so the AF chick showed her ID and shot for free as well as got some attention from all of the old retired mil guys who were mainly WW2/Korea/Vietnam vets. I just wandered out the door, and we shot for a few hours.

    Went back inside to drop a few things off that were borrowed and all of the retired guys were in there. Of coarse, being with an AF chick they took special interest in her and remembered she was active duty, and made sure to all wish her a happy veterans day as we were leaving. She stops and says to tell me happy veterans day too and of coarse the exact same question comes out from all of them at the same time - what branch, where did I serve. I knew it was coming. I'm sure the look on my face gave it away, yet none of them were expecting me to tell them I was an officer in the Bundeswehr and had just done 3 partial years as a PMC in Afghanistan.

    It was quiet for a second. There were a few stares from the WW2 guys a little hint of a disappointing moan from the group until one of them decided to yell, 'you're not a veteran, you're a god damned mercenary'. I just looked at AF chick (who had no idea WTF just happened) said..ooooook then and we left.

    I used to ride wearing a M40 Stalhelm.

    99% of the population had no idea what the hell it was.

    I had two people take notice.

    One a gentleman that had been issued similar when he was a member of the HJ and had to fight at the end of the war. I would like to have talked to him about his experiences but my friend was dating his daughter, we were going on a ride and I didnt want to press on what may have been bad experiences as he only said he had been issued one and left it at that. If he wanted to talk I guess he would have.

    The second time I was riding down Tremont St in Boston and I was rocking the Road King/Sidecar combo. At a red light an older man with heavy accent came up to me and he said......

    "Do you know in 1939 German soldiers wearing a helmet just like your came into Poland? and they were riding motorcycles just like yours."

    That was a little uncomfortable. The light turned green and I dropped first gear and rolled the Road King up as fast as that thing will go with the side box attached which isn't very fast.

    I retired the M40. It sits next to a camouflage M1916 that I got for free when someone played a joke on me swapping the 40 for the 16. They thought it was funny and when I asked "Can I have this" and they said yes I thought it was even funnier.

    I ride a Davida Classic now and look a lot less menacing as well there is no flared shell to catch air.