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Are we allowed to post pictures with our ranks and patches? That seems kinda OPSEC. At the same time they're no one so
I'll be lurking

We instantly think we're about to take fire so we go through the routine...finding cover, calling shyt out, taking sectors of fire, etc. Well, we realized they running from fukking bees
The thing was there was this seemingly old woman (burqa'd up, cant tell) in the bees, and she was struggling.
At this point I'm standing on the road, lit a smoke, and was watching this go down with my platoon sergeant. We standing there trying to figure out what to do...







Hilarious!So because I had an iPod Touch 64GB and a Bluetooth speaker that I brought to the facility when we cooked, I had 100% control of the music we played. I set aside one hour a day to play non-Hip Hop music for the Cacs that we all affectionately dubbed "Caucasian Hour", this playlist consisted of Blink 182, Good Charlotte, The Rolling Stones, Cold-Play, Franz Ferdinand, John Mayer, Maroon 5, Nirvana, Soundgarden, and Oasis. I didn't take requests and I didn't allow ANYONE to touch my iPod. If it wasn't by the grace of me, there was no music. After Caucasian Hour, I played straight Hip Hop and R&B ALL DAY, with a little old school soul thrown in.
Henderson had a wife, who followed him around ALL DAY. This chick had NOTHING better else to do but wait OUTSIDE the Dfac for HOURS on a stoop waiting for him to get off. When we worked we could work up to 12-16 hour days and rain, sleet, or snow she'd be right there, on that stoop waiting for him. It was ridiculous.
So one day I decided to play Jay-Z's song Success REAL LOUD. Henderson was walking into the Dfac with his Ball and Chain trotting behind him like a damn puppy. As soon as he goes to kiss her goodbye I pause the music and yell out "HEY HENDERSON!" And as they both turn towards me I start the music up right at the part where Jay yells "LET THAT bytch BREATHE!"
Everybody black person in the Dfac ( dikkinson, Me, Jones, and Pitt. Plus Fitch who loves Hip Hop) BURST out laughing. We're literally on the ground ROLLING. Henderson's wife bursts into tears and runs out the door (RIGHT to that goddamn Stoop!) Henderson runs like a little bytch straight to Sgt Smallwood's office talking about we disrespected his wife by playing disrespectful music.
I'm thinking Sgt Smallwood is gonna give me that WORK, instead he looked Henderson straight in the face with theand said
"Tell your wife to stay her ass at HOME from now on and maybe your house won't look like dog shyt next time I come inspect it"
Henderson's wife didn't come to the Dfac for the next week![]()
