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Help with a boat

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My weak are other than too much booze is the ocean. It can be near dead calm and I still get sick. Dramamine, the wrist strap, chewing ginseng, eating, tried it all. Man, those boat stay out a long time too.
 
European translation

Originally posted by BFC

Once out of 2000 tandem jumps, ain't too bad:rolleyes: :(

Most barf that I have seen happens on the first jump Sunday morning, wonder why? Must have something to do with those Saturday nights;) :D Glenn



Hey Glenn, FYI - over here in Europe they call it a Technicolour Yawn and the result is known as a Pavement Pizza, (Sidewalk Pizza).



 
Re: Once upon a time...

Originally posted by Extreme1

I was in a night club a few years back. I wlked into the men's room and saw this poor schmuck kneeling with his head stuck in a urnal. He was just starting to catch his breath after puking up a huge volume of spagettios. I took upresidence with a spot between us, make a great show of looking at what he's done and said "Spagettios for dinner, huh? Well, at least those come easy!"



He was still ralphing when I walked out after washing my hands.



You mean that was you Eric? You could have at least helped me up!:D :-laf ;)



How about some terms? Two of my favorites are: Barkin' at Ants and Feedin' the Robins



At our firehouse, legend has it that one of our big guys (the biggest) once puked up whole cocktail weenies - not even chewed. He is a giant of a man - has to be about 6'6" and 350+, so I can see how he could just swallow em down with a gulp. A can of beer looks like a D cell battery in his hand.
 
Doc. you can certainly bring up some strange stuff.

Ahhh the fond memories.

1966 San Diego USN bootcamp.

5AM muster on field to march to the mess hall for the morning meal(?). We had to wait outside the hall for our turn threw the chow line. Was just standing there waiting when there came an ominous rumbling from within. Broke ranks and ran to the nearest barrecks. Unfortunatly they where getting ready for a major inspection with all the commode lids at full attention. One of the recruits takes a look at me and screams something about just cleaning that , when I grabbed that and drove it to relief. I apologized profusely and got out of there and back into formation just in time to file in for a hearty round of rubber eggs, biscuts and gravy and some other mystery foods. You had to take what they gave you, what you did with it was your choice. I figured I had gotten rid of the bad stuff, so I ate the whole thing. Bad idea, it all came back up right there at the table, this caused a chain reaction with three other recruits. After you eat you are to take your tray and pass it threw a hole in a wall for the volunteered KP recruits to wash. I shoved mine in, the poor guy on the inside goes " hey get that out of here" then there is that unmistakable sound of lost lunch. So I dropped my tray, ran out just in time to hear a blue streak come out of the hole as the three other puke trays followed.

Thanks for bringing up that memory Doc.
 
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