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Thursday, September 06, 2012
11 comments:
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Helly said...
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And that day was Christmas. Which also happened to be the day I married her.
The Beginning -
9/6/12, 1:48 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Once upon a time, a Naval Aircrewman asked a beautiful Princess, “Will you marry me?”
The Princess said “NO”
And the Naval Aircrewman lived happily ever after and rode Harleys, made many cruises, got good promotions and duty stations and screwed skinny big boobed girls, played lots of golf and hunted and fished and raced cars and went to titty bars and dated women half his age and drank Whiskey, Beer, Tequila, Rum, did shooters and Flaming Hookers and never heard bitching and never paid child support or alimony and chased cheerleaders, almost movie stars, barmaids and kept his house and guns and never got cheated on while he was at work or on cruise and all his friends and family thought he was friggin' cool as hell and he had tons of money in the bank and left the toilet seat up.
The end
Tim
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9/6/12, 3:42 PM
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rickn8or said...
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Love a happy ending Tim.
Then again, a girl not smart enough to marry an Aircrewman when she had the chance is not for me. -
9/6/12, 3:48 PM
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Anonymous said...
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Tim might know...At DNC tonight, is that Mary J Bilge or Mary J Blige? Either way, that thing is sinking.
Col. Whiskey -
9/6/12, 5:40 PM
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Anonymous said...
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That whole thing is going down like a drunk cheerleader on a quarterback.
Tim -
9/6/12, 6:11 PM
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Anonymous said...
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I was thinking of you and Casca when I posted that Rick.
Tim -
9/6/12, 6:14 PM
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Flyfish said...
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As a former Naval Aircrewman I approve this thread!
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9/7/12, 5:48 AM
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DougM said...
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Tim,
Change "Naval Aircrewman" to "AF satellite puke" and "skinny big" to "lovely perky" and a few other drink and target details, add sailing, and you've written my bio.
Oh, and change "princess" to "Aryan-Nordic goddess."
(What? Peter-Pan syndrome?) -
9/7/12, 8:35 AM
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Anonymous said...
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As a retired submarine sailor, I heartily endorse the tale of the NAC. It was not my story, but I knew plenty of brownshoes, and that's how they roll if they get the chance. Now a bubblehead, once he's retired, will probably just end up with a sailboat and a music store in some small town in Upper Michigan. And stay married to the same chick for 40 years. But what do I know?
PvtCdr(SS) MichigammeDave -
9/7/12, 8:49 AM
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Anonymous said...
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Only a fighter pilot would jibe in a 40 knot wind,wrap the spinniker around the mast, steal the wind from the bogey; win the race, get the girl, but not the trophy!
Why? It is better to be dead than look bad!
Fi,
KK -
9/7/12, 1:53 PM
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orbitup said...
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Tim for the internet win of the day!
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9/9/12, 3:28 AM
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