Things that Really Suck: Part One
"Without his pin, Mr. Hand grenade is not your friend."
posted by The Phosgene Kid @ 10:27 PM
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V Agent for Breakfast
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Saturday, March 14, 2009
"Without his pin, Mr. Hand grenade is not your friend."About Me
- Name: The Phosgene Kid
- Location: El Mirage, Arizona, United States
Now if that isn't a boot to the nuts, I don't know what is...
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14 Comments:
And the nominee for lousiest last word - "whoops!"
BOOM!!!
oops!
i would say not ..
finicky grenade. Not a true blue friend in thick or thin,
Picture this. One squad of MP's in a helicopter headed to Oxford, MS. All were armed and some even had tear gas grenades attached to webbed gear. Squad leader moves his gear to get more comfortable. In the process he dislodges one of his grenades. It comes lose from the pin and rolls on the deck of the bird. The flight crew does not have gas masks.
What to do?
Pray that the bird does a slight change in attitude and the grenade rolls harmlessly out of the side door prior to "exploding".
The delay is less than 10 seconds from release of the firing pin to explosion.
The sergeant and I had a chat about it after we landed.
and its probably a 15 yr old...
ugg
Good one, Jack!
I take it, the sergeant was the clumsy squad leader?
So what happend? Did they all start puking? I persume, the chopper was leaning enough then...!
Anyway, in the chapter of the book which I mentioned in the blog you commented on http://ahealthierwayofliving.blogspot.com/2009/03/truth-as-relative-matter.html (by the way, I left a comment on your excellent essay!) kind of a simular thing happened, which of course for the reader is very funny, just not for those experiencing it: a couple of guys, who aren't too keen on putting their masks on, end up breathing in gas. Naturally they think it's some sort of nerve gas released by terrorists... until one of them starts to laugh in an even more uncontrolable way than he coughs and shits... the gas is their very own CS-gas - naturally!!!
Phosgene Kid, thanks for your comment! Your picture reminds me, that there is still plenty of WWII-stuff around here in Europe, burried in the ground and not always where you would expect it... and unexploded!
ML; SSG
Explosives don't tend to age gracefully...
BwaHaHahahaaaa. ;-D
Oh Phossie I LUV your sense of humour.
Dang!
And after the last post, I was expecting things like, Carburaters. Vacuum cleaners. Taxes. You know....THINGS that suck.
Mr Hand Grenade was never my friend, although without his pin he's even more of a bastard.
He can get you out of a tight spot sometimes...
good
for fishing, too
/t.
nice to put the hair on the air ;)
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