I'm originally from Calif, but saw some nice looking women in Kansas when I was stationed there. BUT since moving to Ohio, I think these are the best! The Calif women all started looking the same, bleached blonde, NOT quite natural bodies (add on's they had!!) but for just plain nice looking I'll take Ohio.
Hmm, I would venture to say that she fell for him for the same reason that paratroopers and bull riders get the good looking babes....Originally posted by vietvettwo:
Gee Deep,
I wonder what made her fall for you. Must have been the Lederhosen, bib shorts, and the funny little Alpine hat with the feather. How could she resist? (Oh hell, I may have just fired the first shot of the next "war").
The ladies figure we gonna die soon, so what the heck, hook up and collect his life insurance.
What the women dont know is that deep down, zoomies, squids, swabbies, bubbleheads, snake eaters, marines, grunts are actually kinda likable in that "puppy so ugly that it is cute" kinda way.....
I mean, I admit it, I stopped shaving cause I was tired of having to sneak up on the mirror in the mornings. I had my car windows tinted so I wouldnt scare on coming traffic into the ditch.
And yes blue, my mom had to tie a t-bone steak around me to get the dog to play with me, she just didnt count on him trying to bury me. As soon as my sister returns the photo albums she took with her after mom died, I will scan a picture where it appears the dog is trying to bury me. He was actually trying to get at a priarie dog but it makes for one funny photo.
Now that brings up a question...
How many of you ex military types ever have your mom present when you graduated from basic or a specialized training program?
My mother attended my Jump School graduation, and when I introduced her to my jump instructor, she smiled as only a catholic mother can, and asked in a very motherly voice, "Did my little boy behaved himself?" (my mother is 5'2 and I am 6' even)
For the first year after that, I had my platoon sargent, the company top kick, and even the CO hitting me with the line, "Now you behave yourself, you dont want us to call your mother." every time I went on leave or a pass.
hey jlfmy mother beat that by a milion miles
On my graduation ceremony, she actualy dabed her finger in her mouth and proceded to wipe a smudge on my chinpeople still tease me about it. Me the BIG and mean fighter pilot with my mom wiping my chin with a spit finger like if i was a little child.
BUT she made EVEN worseon my second year in the Airforce academy i planted a potatoe "accidentaly" in the exaust of my flight intructors car...the all thing went wrong and due to the acunulation of gases the potatoe become a missile trough the window of the officers mess and i lost my weekend pass for 4 weeks
but get a load of this...my father was in the Airforce, he was a choper pilot, so my mom new the BIG gun of the academy, and rings the guy up and tell's him that she wants me home for the weekend
SO the Big gun (as we all called him) actually drafts a day order in wich he states:
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"cadet DBW, is hereby released for the weekend and should pick his pass at the day's officer desk.
Reason: his mommy called me and threatened to put my "family jewells" in a vice if I dont let him go.
Explanation: al tho I have as you all know faced enemy fire in many ocasions, my courage falters at the tought of facing DBW mommy, for the Lady is to fierce to be described.
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he then signs it and has it afixed on the days orders board
the worse was still to come....after the weekend, when i returned they were waiting for me at the academy door...in GALA atires and they made a "sabre" walk of honnour and the big gun himself pinned a medal of motherly love to my chest in a mock cerimony
beat that
The Big Gun was the nick or call sign of the officer in charge of the academy, he was the most unconventinal officer I ever encontered and unfortunatly a good friend of my father, and because he aparently changed my diappers a couple of times when i was a baby, he felt he had to single me out for every weird happening in the academy "tradition" of PRAXIS, i DID suffer some "interesting" situations...
PRAXIS
As tradition dictates after my 8th hour of flight with an instructor, we do the first SOLO flight, and upon landing, you are taken in shoulders by your class mates and sitted on top of an oil drum and then are "greased" from head to toe, it is almost a sacred cerimony, which is atended by the Brass to make sure it all happens in acordance to tradition.
Problem was...they striped me of my flight suit, gave me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and droped me of at the train station in Lisbon central covered from head to toe in monkeys grease (gear grease/solid lubricant)
I had to call my dad so that he could pick me up... and when he arrives the first thing he does is to start to take pics of me and then made me ride on the back of his pick up truck
Now you would think that my dad would take me home....WRONG!!!my pinhead dad drives away with me on the back of the truck and takes me to the Airforce Officers Club in Lisbon
so he can tell all his ex airforce buddys ..."look this...IS my boy"![]()
man....
Ps- the next day my dad had an incident with his horse while ridding... aparently "someone" shot the horse with a BB gun..and it took quiet a long time for my dad to walk home
To this day that crime remains unsolved![]()
There are some mornings when you realize that what your daddy told you was true.....'Son, you are an idiot.'..........
I am cruising my favorite political blog this morning and see one of the many threads that riled me up. I spent my spleen on a comment post, letting my frustrations and anger spill out onto the page.
Hit ENTER.......<span class="ev_code_RED">'There that'll show the so-n-so's'</span>
I wait a little while and go back to the comment section to see what idiot wanted to pick a fight with me over my comments and opinions. The comment is gone! Now I'm really steamed. I've been deleted!..........
Not quite Lane.........
I went to another story on the blog, some nonsense thread about Paris Hilton. There is my post, educating the masses about my politics, to the blank stares of a nation.
It is going to be one of those days.![]()
I think i might...it was like a pair of laurels forming a circle, made of some metal, in the center it had the inscription, Amor de mae which means Mother's love, and a colored ribbonOriginally posted by wh1skea:
still got that medal of motherly love? if you do, you should take some pics and post them, lol
i don't know who made it but there were a couple of guys there that were always making things like this...don't know were i have it tho...but ill sure look for it.