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Crazy shenanigans.
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Zeris posted:coed tent, here You could tell a big chunk of Africa was fairly virgin territory on account of how many coed facilities there were which implied that there hadn't been a ton of rapes and sex assaults yet which was a nice change of pace from my first deployment. So coed tent #1 was an Alaska shelter that was to be split between 5 women and 3 men so the SeaBees put up a plywood wall on about the last rib so the women had most of the tent and the guys were crammed into the end. It was an interesting living situation since I actually deployed with my flight commander so I slept like 3 feet from him for 5 months. He was prior marine infantry and some of that definitely didn't wear off and he area around his bed was usually crazy filthy and would actually start to stretch into my area and even as far as our team lead's on the other side of the tent. Here is a picture of a bag of his piss like a foot and a half from my pillow http://i.imgur.com/zMXCsM7.jpg Coed habitation #2 was when they real world thought a carbomb and a couple of trucks of dudes with attitudes were speeding towards us and since our tent was right next to the furthest wall they just put all of us in a big open transient room in the back of a hardened warehouse but that only lasted a night since it turned out they were going to a different base further away and the French flew a jet over and shot them with missles. One guy either crawled out or got blown out but the guys who helicoptered out there to check out the scene took some hella artsy pics of some rear end in a top hat Libyans corpse. Coed tent #3 is where things get interesting since this was some French model tent in the transient section of their base. So the French tents have some obvious pros in that there are walls so it's essentially like 12ish small rooms and each room gets a little cubby shelf of the wall. It's kind of like a fabric B hut than an open bay American style tent. Con is that for some godforsaken reason the AC sleeve only goes down like half the tent so the rooms towards the front got hot as gently caress. So now the trick to this tent was in the morning the sun would rise and shine bright as hell through the front wall of the tent but probably wouldn't be enough to make it a couple rooms deep except the tent would usually not be zipped all the way so so through some strange rear end light angles and poo poo it made the wall between my and the chick in front of me mostly see through except she couldn't see me against the darkness of the back of the tent. I watched her give herself a mole check once. Also one time I was taking an afternoon nap since the French take like a two hour at least lunch and I was just laying in bed chilling with my room unzipped when the attractive chick on our team goes into her room and changes her underwear in the middle of the day without zipping her room shut. I don't think she ever even looked over at my side since I was just quietly laying there. Coed showers on the French base were nice in that you had your own entire stall with a door and changing area. Coed bathroom was hilarious since they had the urinals right next to the door so I'd be pissing and could say hi to any of women on our team who came in. I made one of them gag once when I blasted some super loose African dooks in the stall next to her. Africa shower was a bunch of African construction workers who would get naked and hose each other off in the middle of base and none of the French found this noticeable at all but blew some American minds lol. Cenen fucked around with this message at 08:29 on Apr 11, 2017 |
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Apr 11, 2017 08:26
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Zeris posted:Iorio? Commo guy, E6 or so, with a New York accent? Nah, MP, E3 or so, from South Jersey. At least we managed to get him off post at Ft. Sam and buy his 19 year old rear end some beers before he went off to FLW.
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Apr 12, 2017 13:22
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FLW is worse than Iraq. I lost a lot of friends to that strip club with the showers.
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Apr 12, 2017 15:38
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Grem posted:FLW is worse than Iraq. I lost a lot of friends to that strip club with the showers. flw was probably one of the saddest areas ive ever been to im counting iraq in there
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Apr 13, 2017 07:16
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Hillary Clintons Thong posted:seriously though respect for you dudes that actually did poo poo though, like i'm legit embarrassed to call myself a veteran unless its someone who didn't even enlist or whatever. I'm constantly in awe of the poo poo y'all went through. Yep yep yep. Also, this thread is making me really feel lucky for being a super-POG
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Apr 13, 2017 13:23
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Air conditioned tents. 
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Apr 13, 2017 14:31
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i spent my first half of my deployment in an air conditioned chu as a complete fobbit, burger king and subway and all at speicher second half i spent sleeping in the back of an aid station and doing convoys up and down central iraq and playing xbox on the gerry rigged network we made i 100% preferred the 2nd half and felt bad for people who never got to leave the post
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Apr 13, 2017 15:20
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Same. My first pump was to Al Anbar as a combat engineer, all I did was travel from OP to OP as a turret gunner, only to build SWA huts or tear poo poo down at destination and then do it all over again. Second was to Leatherneck where I sat in an office and managed a handful of Marines and about 60 civilians, working 12/12 7 days a week. For a whole loving year, I never left that one square mile perimeter by DFAC5. Started having really vivid daydreams about killing my immediate supervisors toward the end. First pump was fun and cool despite the hardships. Second one, I wouldn't wish on anyone.
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Apr 13, 2017 15:26
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yeah i was working 12 hour days (overnights) for 2 weeks at the CSH, then off for a week pulling guard or AHA or DFAC duty or watching TCNs build a lovely latrine while counting steps to report back for the mortar attack that night
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Apr 13, 2017 15:33
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new friend from school posted:Started having really vivid daydreams about killing my immediate supervisors toward the end. i started playing this every day for my lovely room mate in my chu and rap along while dancing and doing the retard voice hoping he'd get the hint https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ceVpDjYd4k gently caress that guy but i kinda feel bad about it
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Apr 13, 2017 15:36
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idk if ive listened to since it then but god drat i love this song
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Apr 13, 2017 15:36
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Nostalgia4Butts posted:idk if ive listened to since it then but god drat i love this song Nothing wrong with loving BHG. They are the peak of rap/rock imo.
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Apr 13, 2017 16:31
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DoktorLoken posted:Air conditioned tents. Never had to deploy to anything other than a boat for more than 3 weeks at a time
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Apr 13, 2017 16:39
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I will never forget the other E-3 who went to the Al Dafra wing command post for 6 months and came back at least two ABU sizes larger
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Apr 15, 2017 11:02
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That's because the DFAC at Dhafra was loving great, and the gym had on average 3 working pieces of equipment.
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Apr 15, 2017 17:13
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My brother told me when he was in Kandahar someone was apparently roiding out or taking testosterone boosters when he was working out, but when he ran out and couldn't get more from home he ended up like Bob in Fight Club. I can see it happening but I think my brother was loving with me.
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Apr 15, 2017 17:28
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As Nero Danced posted:My brother told me when he was in Kandahar someone was apparently roiding out or taking testosterone boosters when he was working out, but when he ran out and couldn't get more from home he ended up like Bob in Fight Club. I can see it happening but I think my brother was loving with me. i have a cousin that was a marine that was taking, as my old irish grandmother put it, "gorilla hormones" and they caught him with needles laying out on a health and welfare he got arrested later on when he was caught jackin it while hiding in the wall peeping at the tanning salon he worked at
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Apr 15, 2017 17:50
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As Nero Danced posted:My brother told me when he was in Kandahar someone was apparently roiding out or taking testosterone boosters when he was working out, but when he ran out and couldn't get more from home he ended up like Bob in Fight Club. I can see it happening but I think my brother was loving with me. thats not how the human body works old weightlifters get fat when they stop lifting but keep eating like they use to
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Apr 15, 2017 21:55
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It's possible for that to happen if he did no PCT and succumbed to the hormone crash blues (stop working out) and kept eating like he did on cycle. Also, low endogenous test for a *long* time if you shirk proper PCT.
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Apr 16, 2017 00:21
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I think that's what he was talking about. This was back in 2010 I think and I don't remember much more than the dude was juicing, ran out and started getting breast tissue. I'm sure theres more to the story I don't remember. I also don't want to call him up and ask him if he remembers the guy from his deployment with the tits.
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Apr 16, 2017 02:24
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Nah, titties are mostly from aromatizing excess test (and high prolactin too, caused by certain 19nor-based compounds, but let's assume that wasn't a factor). Can't aromatize if you have below normal levels to begin with, as he presumably would from abruptly discontinuing exogenous test self-administration. Dude prob just got fat.
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Apr 16, 2017 02:44
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I have a couple stories So back in 05-06 Baghdad I was an FO(13f) attached to a cav scout platoon... My Desert Rose - The first time I was hit by an IED, I was a gunner in some dumb convoy to bring paperwork from FOB justice out to Camp Liberty along with some POGs who were working with detainees. The POG in our truck was some female JAG major who was ugly even on deployment. She sat behind the TC white knuckling her rifle the whole ride so far. We were most of the way through the quiet trip and hopped off the main highway to try and avoid taking the same way in every time. We were the lead truck and I was busy scanning and looking for suspicious trash piles as opposed to the regular trash piles. We were doing a good 40 mph when something looked off about a dirt mound at my 1 O'clock. I was trying to figure out what caught my eye when things go sideways. Time seemed to slow down a bit, I remember seeing a large black and brown expanding cloud rise from the dirt pile. There a split second of confusion as I was not sure what I was looking at and then the blast knocked me out. I came to shortly after on my stomach on the floor of the truck, with my face jammed directly in this majors crotch. My legs were tangled in the gunners strap because the turret had apparently swung while I went down. As I regained my awareness I heard our TC/LT yelling my name repeatedly and asking if I was alright. I checked my junk(my biggest fear) and gave an affirmative. I rolled the rest of the way out of the good major's lap and looked up with a "sorry ma'am" and she was completely silent but had a terrified expression on her face that you could see through her sunglasses. My LT still laughs about that and said he saw her in Afghanistan a few years ago. Fire for Effect Towards the end of our tour we got tasked with babysitting a power station outside Abu Grhaib for a few weeks. It was a cake assignment. Just one cav scout platoon at a time for a week, while the others in the troop lived out of Camp Liberty and patrolled our surrounding sector in shifts. So we were sitting in sandbagged positions on the roof tops in 8 hour shifts with the rest of the time spent jacking it or whatever. We would occasionally call for illum rounds from the mortar section at the nearby prison since our positions were surrounded by tall grass and it was hard to see poo poo sometimes while your eyes play tricks on you in the dark. It was also a way to indicate that we were paying attention at night to anyone scoping us out. During our tour we had kind of turned jacking off in strange places into a game. The stranger the place the more bragging rights you had. After a few days of this our platoon sergeant had dared me to call for the next round of illum in my underwear. Which I did and took a picture for proof. After the fire mission he said "I'll bet you won't do it while jacking off." At this point I was eleven months into the tour and I would and could jack off anywhere. I took that bet. The next night I prepped, I had some lotion, some porn on my iPod, and some mortars on standby. I was on the tallest building in our compound with a fighting position that overlooked our western side and the center of the compound. Now if you've never seen illum rounds, they are a flare on a parachute that will light up hundreds of square meters at a time. I guessed the wind and planned it so my illum would drift right over my position. The first round fell straight to the ground because the parachute got tangled and melted. It hit the tall grass 200 meters outside our compound and started a small brush fire. The target was good though so I got myself going and called for a fire for effect with 5 rounds with a delay between them. The rounds started lighting up everything around us as they drifted overhead. As I neared the conclusion of my magnum opus, I walked out of the position to the edge of the building overlooking our compound. I had my radio on my back, the mic jammed into my helmet straps, my rifle hanging on my side, my pants off, my iPod in my left and my dick in my right. The smell and smoke from the newly started fire gave everything an otherworldly feel. As I finished a disgusted cry of what the fuuuuuck? drifted up.
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Richard Bong posted:I have a couple stories
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