Don’t Mess With Texas Part Deuce, USMC Version
Just to follow up on His Vileness’s post below, a couple Marines explain in more detail the other reasons why Texas is the best state in the Union. Courtesy of Crumb Crunchie;



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wow.
that’s some serious fucked in the head, right there.
Is there a Jarhead class in Basic in using F bombs?
Mattexian @ #2:
Nope. That training is part of basic and AIT throughout the military. Supplemental and Advanced F-Bomb training is conducted in regular duty units and especially during deployments.
I miss Princess Natasha when we get threads like this.
#4 LC Spare Parts
Now that you mention it, where is Princess Natasha? I have been gone for a while, and have not kept up with everybody. Is she deployed?
LC Subotai Bahadur, Lord Pao An
Posts like this one make me think of that old Richard Pryor routine where he’s saying that the Japanese always attended the universities in California and thought American men were weak, and would never have bombed Pearl Harbor if they had been going to the schools in the South.
LC Subotai Bahadur, Lord Pao An says:
Nah, she’s good. Keeping busy, but not out of trouble
And the video above is the actual, factual truth! Everything IS bigger, faster, smoother, cooler etc. in Texas!
And don’t let anybody tell you otherwise
Emperor Misha I says:
Can you vouch for all the vagina’s being shaved?
LC 0311 Sir Crunchie I.M.H., K.o.E. says:
Alright, you got me there. I haven’t had the time or opportunity to do the necessary field work to research that, and I think that even an attempt to do so might be met with disapproval from the Empress (who is an excellent shot, which for some reason seems relevant here), but I’m willing to take those fine gentlemens’ word for it because, after all:
In Texas, men never tell a lie.
Heh, been waiting for an opportunity to tell this story to you guys
A few decades ago, my dad was working in the city of London, on the 14 floor of a building. He was working with a Texan (amongst others).
One day, the Texan is looking out of the window and he turns to my Dad and asks “What’s the name of that cathedral over there?”.
My dad looks at where he’s pointing, has a think and replies “There’s no cathedral over there.”
The Texan replies “Yes there is, I’m looking at it.”
My dad wanders over to take a look at what the Texan is looking at. “Ah, that’s not a cathedral. That’s St. Pancras station.”
The Texan refuses to believe my dad, so they end up going for a walk at lunch time. Upon being proven that he was looking at a rail station and not a cathedral, the Texan comments “You Brits are weird!”
I can vouch for the drive-thru liquor stores.
FWIW: According to Wackypedia, St. Pancras stood in for King’s Cross Station in the epilogue to Harry Potster & the Gloomy Hollow of Doom (the film).