Apparently, I'm supposed to be more angry about what Mitt Romney does with his money than what Barack & Michelle Obama do with mine
My Little Buddy
Apparently, I'm supposed to be more angry about what Mitt Romney does with his money than what Barack & Michelle Obama do with mine
My Little Buddy
That whole Barbie & Ken 'hooking up' gig was a sham.
Ken is as queer as a football bat.
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America Runs On Dunkin'
Apparently, I'm supposed to be more angry about what Mitt Romney does with his money than what Barack & Michelle Obama do with mine
My Little Buddy
Evenhand (Cop Movie): You can't be everybody's friend
There are two things I'm good in, the second is arresting people
I'm looking for Drug/Narcotic Unit patches together with DUI/DWI unit patches for a frame in our Anti-Drug-Team bureau
Also looking for Massachusetts Police and US Capitol City PD patches now!
I'm a bit youg to have been around for the 12" GI Joe days. When I was a lad, the GI Joe's were the smaller, all plastic kind you see today. In my mind, that puts them decidedly between Barbie "doll" and little green army men. No one has or can dispute the manliness of little green army men. GI Joe was just a slightly larger, more detailed version of these.
But I will tell you what kind of nerd I am. In college I bought these:
June 6, 1944
and I had the sets (I had Market Garden as well) accurately set up in my dorm room.
Nerd
My brothers and I rigged up a parachute for a GI Joe, slid him between the strings on a kite and flew him up several hundred feet. It took us several minutes before we could cause him to come loose (I almost said jerk the kite) before he fell and started parachuting to earth.
This was very cool but not well thought out. We had not planned on what to do with the kite, nor had we taken into account Joe just might float away from us at high speed.
We ran like crazy trying to follow him, but he went MIA.![]()
This career is not a sprint, it is a marathon.
Cat_Doc's GI Joe - You Are Not Forgotten
Uhhh so how did this thread turn into a GI joe discussion exactly?
Besides we all know GI Joe just describes my life story
Texas Finest
"Damn it, junior"
"Nearly all men can stand the test of adversity, but if you really want to test a man's character, give him power." -- Abraham Lincoln
"The basis of all morality is duty."--Robert Heinlein
"The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants." --Thomas Jefferson
When I was a kid, an epic battle between my G.I. Joes and the neighbors Ewok's occurred. One of my guys was captured in a net. The Joes called for support from "Big Green and her killing machine". At this time, bombs rained down (I ran through the kill zone and kicked over all the Ewok's and their little treehouse village, springing my guy). The Ewok Supreme Commander (neighbor kid) may have been crying, but I wasn't paying attention. My Joes were en route to their FOB to plan their next attack.
War is awesome.
Of every one hundred men, ten should not even be here. Eighty are nothing but targets. Nine are real fighters, and we are lucky to have them, for they make the battle. Ah, but the One... One of them is a Warrior... He will bring the others back.
"Wrong door, buddy!"
Let no man's ghost say my training failed him.
Die Ewok muthas!!!!!
Dirt clods?
I loved dirt clod fights. Especially when someone was running and just as soon as you let go of a good toss, you just knew it was going to explode off the top of your opponent's head. You kind of wanted to warn them, but it wouldn't have done any good. It all turned to slow-mo as you watched that giant puff of dirt explode off their head and they went down!
We got in trouble for expanding on that a little when we got a hold of some Black Cat firecrackers. We made mud balls about the size of a baseball, and stuck a firecracker in the middle. We then secured them to dry and had "hand grenades" in a couple of days. Light the fuse, throw at target and hope nobody got their eye put out!
It caused quite a stir in the neighborhood when about ten of us started playing army. Some pansy *** called the police and the fun stopped.
We also got our BB guns taken away after the famous San Tan Street Shoot-Out, but that is another story. (I was the oldest of four brothers and there were about 15 other boys in our age group on our block. It was a blast. Our wives would not let us reminisce about our adventures in front of our kids when they were little; believing we would give them “bad ideas.”)
This career is not a sprint, it is a marathon.