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Offline NUKE

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« Reply #45 on: April 29, 2003, 08:55:28 PM »
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Originally posted by crabofix
Nope, just trying to get you to "step over the line" so you will be joining me "out here":D
Just a matter of time, dear NUKE, as I see it.


There are two things in your comments that are very telling, in my opinion, about your future here.

First, you say you are "trying to get me to step over the line".

Second Just a matter of time "as you see it" Maybe you are not capable of knowing where the line is in the first place.

I like a debate and a good troll, but I don't appreciate your posts or apparent attitude.

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« Reply #46 on: April 29, 2003, 08:57:22 PM »
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Originally posted by NUKE
There are two things in your comments that are very telling, in my opinion, about your future here.

First, you say you are "trying to get me to step over the line".

Second Just a matter of time "as you see it" Maybe you are not capable of knowing where the line is in the first place.

I like a debate and a good troll, but I don't appreciate your posts or apparent attitude.


Anoying, isīnt it?

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« Reply #47 on: April 30, 2003, 09:01:17 AM »
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Originally posted by 10Bears
Muck did your father tell you the rest of the story?.. Lets say there were some protesters at the airport.. Your father as well as several of his buds just arrived in Los Angeles to change flights. They have already been traveling for 12 hours and are happy to be almost home. Some wild eyed hippy protesters are there and one spits on your dad's uniform..

Now wait a minute.. What's the rest of the story?..

"And so I grabbed the little f*ck by his ponytail and literaly dragged his a*s over the the airport security office"


Actually, the way the story goes is this.

My father was coming home from being stationed at a listening post in Euope. He was with Air Force Intelligence, and spent most of his time listening in on Russian military transmissions.

Anyway, he was coming home to meet my mother and while waiting for a cab, in his dress blues, someone threw a cup of coffee his back and starting saying the usual, though I'm not sure the term baby killer was used. He siad he was called a murderer.

Thankfully the coffee was lukewarm. Of course, a melee ensued.

Eventually, they were slpit up, and my dad got into a cab and went home.