Apolyton Coffee Shop: Vote Markos '04

[Lonestar]

Doom is an outstanding canidate. Perhaps the foul-tempered rodent with a meanstreak a mile wide can be the new SecDef.

[DinoDoc]

Possibly. The Rumsfeld is Doom's choice for Sec. of State. It's always nice to have someone skilled at scaring lesser mortals in those positions.

[Theben]

Did someone mention the Rumsfeld?

[GePap]

Doom: Obviously a homosexual involved in bondage. Has a foreign name as well, might have communist background. Obviously mentally unstable. Lied about his war record.

Thanos: Obviously a homosexual involved in bondage. Has a foreign name as well, might have communist background. Obviously mentally unstable. Lied about his war record.

This Guy: Obviously weak on defense- no self control. No militay record (and he will lie about it later).

vote for THAT GUY!

THAT GUY! 2004

THE CHOICE OF ALL MEN

[GePap]

Originally posted by Theben
Did someone mention the Rumsfeld?

Obviously a foreigner with that name- dirty foreign bastard.

[Theben]

Originally posted by GePap

Obviously a foreigner with that name- dirty foreign bastard.

Now that you mention it- I believe he has spent some time overseas...

[ColdWizard]

/me looks around, coats Theben with a layer of powdered sugar, wanders off.

[DinoDoc]

Ants start swarming around Theben

[Lonestar]

Followed by the Bees

[Atahualpa]

i vote brian

[GePap]

That Guy's platform:

By cutting war spending, we will be strong on defense!

The right to life is as important as the right of choice

Chocolate for everyone, except for those who like vainilla

God is great! but so is Larry

Four more years of term limits!

Two bird in the bush is more than a bird in the hand.

A vote for me is a vote for not getting shot in the head by the secret police

Vote THAT GUY!

[DinoDoc]

That Guy sucks. Dr. Doom is the only real choice.

[Lonestar]

What do you Do with a Drunken Sailor?


Have him handle high explosives at Seal Beach! That's right, we went to take on a deployment load this week at Scenic Seal Beach. By Scenic, I mean "Boy, the offshore oil rigs and dozens of raggedy-ass merchies entering Long Beach sure are purty".

What should have been nice and easy for us (me), turned into a nightmare. My Divo and LCPO were gone, leaving only the CTTC who still doesn't have clearence into my space, and there were only two Intel CTs , including myself, underway. So watch was easy.

So, what happens? Well, GMC "M" (damn that man's black soul) convinced CTTC to whore our the e4s and below to him to help hump 5in rounds and the ever-popular 90lbs boxes of Phalanx ammo. This in itself is not bad, I'm in a gun crew during gun quarters anyway.

What sucks is our ultranew CTTSR from Queens, who says "****" profusely. He gets tasked with me, and , from 0700 or so until 1600 would not shut the **** up and do his job. This is a problem anyway, within division. He was made especially popular when he whined to IS1 that morning that he "has a bad back". During the ammo handling, he kept going "My Back hurts!"

Me: "Fine. Go see Doc. I'll call HMC and let him know you're coming."

CTTSR: "It doesn't hurt THAT much".

The other nice thing was how he kept saying "we should get hazrodous duty pay for this!" and didn't like it when I pointed out you're more likely to get run over by a truck, twice, then have a 5" shell explode on you.

That boy is trouble. Unlike me (who mostly keeps my grips confined to the Warwolves* and family and buddies on Liberty) he does this all the damn time.

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So, what does one do in Seal Beach? I ate at a outstanding local Chicago style pizza/microbrewry. Then Coldstones Ice cream(twice). Say a few movies, etc... mostly though, you get drunk.

So on Monday, the other Intel CT here, CTO3 "Doc Nasty" comes walking in a 0200 and pisses on CTT3 Precious'/Meathead's rack. With Precious in it. Needless to say, there was a scuffle, with HMC *who was on duty) appearing magically out of thin air and chewing CTO3's ass out. Now, here's the kicker...

He didn't get in trouble beyond doing berthing cleaners that week and cleaning Precious' mattress. Why, you may ask? Because last summer shortly after WESTPAC a CTR1 did the same thing to him, and didn't get in trouble.

So we go underway yesterday, to head back to San Diego (and go around in circles) and I wake up Thursday Morning unable to move my nech. Literally, it hurts like a mother****er. I struggle up, put on my coveralls, and make it to "watch" (Me and Doc Nasty had aquired a cot and put it in our space, so you can hit the rack even on watch. No one to spy on in SoCal anyway). IS1 is in there shooting the ****...

"What happen to you?"

"My neck hurts like a mother****er!"

"Go see Doc."

Knowing full well what Doc is going to say, I head on down to medical. HMC hears what the problem is, says "Strained muscle, a bunch of ammo handlers had it. Drink some water, you'll be fine." And he hands me some Vitamin M.

So, around Noon or so yesterday OPS rolls on down to my space (and I hastily hide the cot) and tells me I have a spot check (re: I have to prove to a Khaki I know what the Hell I'm doing when I'm doing Preventive maintenence) with him this week.

"Roger that Sir, when?"

"How's tonight at 2000"

Me(thinking): Damnit! That's prime Medieval: Total War time! (outloud) Roger that, Sir.

2000 rolls around, and OPS doesn't show.

We pull into port, all throughout this morning OPS is busy doing whatever. It's now 1400 on a Friday after we pull in (everyone but duty section is gone) and I still haven't done it. (in fact, durning the writing of this post, he called up here to tell me he's going to be going into a meeting with the Captain for awhile).


Bastards.





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[chequita guevara]

You volunteered for this.

[Lonestar]

If you knew the navy, you'd know that "A *****ing sailor is a Happy sailor"