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Yo, Bill - in your post below, you allude you are living in a situation that must cost Carborundum a lot of sleep and make him very twitchy. I ask, because Heartless Libertarian sent along this article, and asks the question - Did Bill send Carborundum, et al, on TDY? Or did they simply train this guy's guardian angels?  (N.B. - Carborundum is Bill's long suffering Guardian Angel)

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Carbo requested an extended training mission some R'n'R right after the mortar went *boom* about fifty meters from us while we were in Balad a couple weeks ago. I figured he was up to something.

He already knew about that "keep the pilot flying after he gets hit between the eyes" thang.

Barb and BCR have seen the scar.
 

You have the scar because you have a very, very hard head.For which I am very, very thankful. 

As for this guy...well, the first picture of the article explains everything, doesn't it?

 
What I'm curious about is, exactly what was his copilot doing while Ian was bleeding all over his flight suit? I know what *mine* did -- he asked, "Can I have your watch and your wallet?"

To his eternal credit, he only said that *after* we got on the ground...
 
This is one of the reasons I hope that I don't die in my sleep, or suddenly when awake.  God willing, I'd like a half-hour or so for revision of will with codicil so as to disinherit ungrateful dog-effers among my acquaintances. (and former siblings) After that, if I have any time left, I want an Anglican clergyman.
 
P.s. Sometimes you have to cheat. Deathwish Drang may actually have been already dead when Bill the Galactic Hero forged his fingerprint, but, hell, for a nice set of fangs like that...?
 
Bill,
re co-pilot - that was my question, too...
Carborundum is being kept rather buzy, poor guy, but is doing an excellent job, as always!
 
Don't feel sorry for him, Olga -- you ought to see the jams I have to pull him out of when he whines "But there's nothing going ooooooooon..." and decides to liven things up.

Fortunately, the MPs all know him by now and just drag him over and drop him off at my hootch -- but the accompanying paperwork is unbelievable...