Discussion in 'The Lounge' started by Thumper, Oct 21, 2007.
Still pregame ....
You goin' to the Cowboy Breakfast tomorrow?
Seems the Courts Martial is a regular occurrence at their quartely meeting-
Seems that courts martial of unsuspecting members has been adopted as a part of Chapter XXXIII's quarterly meetings. At last years quarterly meeting in Brevard another of our members was court martialed for destruction of private property of another member - specifically shooting a hole in a chair and the floor. Seems that the accused was inspecting a pistol owned by the second member, the accused cleared the weapon by pulling the slide to the rear, letting it go forward and pulling the trigger - however he forgot to drop the magazine before he pulled the slide to the rear - oops!
The judge and trial lawyers at last years court martial was the same as for Smokey - seems that Jim Hash is a better defense lawyer than Charlie Ponds is a prosecutor because the accused was cleared of all charges. Seems there were mitigating circumstances - the accused was a former SF Commo man that went to OCS and retired an O-5, so couldn't be held responsible for properly clearing the weapon. ;-)
Jim Stewart - BTW the verdict was the opinion of the jury and not necessarily a reflection of mine. ;-)
Nice post, Rexxy!! I'd forgotten about that one. What a POS.
And I've lost some respect for a couple of fellow posters.
We could use a good "fan" courts martial ......
Geez, I only made it to E-8 :icon_eek:
OK, confession time. I had Assistant Staff Duty NCO duty one weekend. The SDNCO went home to eat, and I was left in charge, so I decided to brush up on the assembly/disassembly of M-1911A1 (Colt .45 to alla y'all civilians ).
So I took it apart and put it back together again and performed the function check WITH THE THREE ROUND MAGAZINE IN THE MAGAZINE WELL :icon_eek:
Of course that caused a live .45 caliber round to be chambered.
The final step in any weapons check is to pull the trigger. When I did that, the chambered round exploded and the bullet impacted into the Battalion Command Sergeant Major's blue metal door to his office :icon_eek:
The first thing I did was to quickly run out side where the other duty NCOs started to gather, and we axt each other WTF was goin on. There being no plausible answer we all :icon_shrug: :icon_huh: and went back to our respective offices.
Once inside I called my SDNCO, tole'im what happened and axt'imta bring back 1 extra .45 round, a little bit of blue paint and some air freshner to get the smell of gun powder out of the office.
When he sees me even today, he laughs and calls me a dumb MFer, and I can't say **** :icon_sad:
looks like I have some repping to do.
Dumbass Sergeants ....... :yes:
I have a similar story (although I didn't pull the trigger) about a .45 and an LTC. I think I need to wait a few more years before telling that story ...... not sure on all the military/civilian statutes of limitations ....
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Crap, Barry's hurt again
Tim jes went over 17K points for his career!! :icon_toast:
I give a rat's ***!
GO SPURS GO!
Bowen just told Dwayne Wade not to bring that **** in here ....
Whew ..... that was a struggle ....
word...a very tired Spurs team pulled it out.
We got'cher back, Darlin!! :yes:
Go Spurs Go!! :icon_toast:
Mornin' ya'll!! :wave:
Quick (well sorta) funny story from my early years (early 20's).
Here in VA there's a town called Urbanna just off the Chesapeake Bay. Every year, 1st weekend of November, they hold an oyster festival. Good food, music, crafts, parade, big party. an old roomie & I went down there one Sat. AM for the event. Got there around 7:30am & immediately started drinking bourbon. We were well into the 3rd fifth when my memory goes fuzzy. Last thing I clearly remembered was standing in the middle of the main intersection after the parade passed draining the bottle.
So I wake up in a little jail cell, very confused. I look around & see a little tin cup on the "bed", so I grab it & start running it acroos the bars to make noise. A black deputy walks up to the cell. Before he can say a word, I ask "How did I get here & when do I get out?".
He looks at me and says "Oh. So I'm not a MF'er now, huh?". :icon_eek:
I don't know just what to say, so I ask again when I get out. He says "Well, you were pretty rowdy when we brought you in, so you get to spend the night with us. We let your girlfriend go.".
Uh .... what girlfriend? :icon_huh: Never have figured that one out. To top it off, they made me change into a prison uni & I had to ditch a joint that was in my civvies.
What a day. Didn't see my roomie until I got home the next day. He had to hitch a ride - didn't know what had happened to me until I got home.
You simply cannot leave us all hanging like that ...so what really did happen :icon_eek: :icon_shrug: :icon_huh:
What an excellent day for an exorcism.
No and fuq no
All Repped Out!!
Haven't heard too much about the trail rides/riders this year. :icon_shrug: :icon_huh:
Did I metion that I hate the Patriots*?
I mean I really hate the ****ing Patriots*
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