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<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 13:43:17 -0400</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Vietnam Bar Girls]]></title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 13:43:17 -0400</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Our ship got word that we were headed to Vietnam for a diplomatic voyage.  It was a unique trip because we were the second U.S. ship to go there since the Vietnam conflict.  We were in for a third world good time.My ship arrived in Danag, Vietnam in the morning and holy shit it was hotter than Tijuana hooker's crotch.  I stood out on my ships deck for only forty minutes and my neck was purple from the equatorial sun.  We finally got off of the ship and I immediately was sweating and I looked around.  I said holy shit if the president came right before the Vietnam conflict started we would have never picked a fight with Charlie. We had to go in groups of four people out in town because some retard thought that if it was just two of us we would get snatched up and become a hostage.  You can't drink the water in Vietnam especially if you're a foreigner so we drank beer and a lot of it, hey we were in the Navy.  That night we went to the bars and started to down some Thai beers and checked out the women.  The call girls were in full force that night and for some reason there were a lot of British chicks there, probably just some convent trying to convert the locals.  Anyways for some reason I really like Asian women and I had just come from Japan and I couldn't wait to check out the Vietnamese ladies ever since I saw the movie Full Metal Jacket.I was hitting up a Vietnamese girl acting like I cared how good her English was.  A British girl came up to me on my other side and asked how I was doing.  The Vietnamese chick saw what was happening and flipped out on the British chick.  I had a full scale international cat fight on my hands.  What does a guy wanting laid do  The Vietnamese girl got between me and the Brit and started pushing the Brit because her paycheck was on the line.  The Brit pushed back and the Viet chick slapped her then pulled her hair so hard some came out.  Those Viet chicks are crazy.  I was drunk and thought this was great.  I bought the Viet chick a beer and she settled down a little and finally after two hours of broken English flirting I got a blow job.<br/><br/>1 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[BB Gun Games]]></title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 22:18:54 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I was twelve years old and in Pennsylvania you will soon find out that since we don't have a ton of things to do, we kind of make our own fun up.  You might have heard of the Jackass show which most of those guys are from Westchester, Pennsylvania and it just goes to show that if you live in Pennsylvania you typically make up your own fun.  Well my friends and I were extremely bored one day and we decided to play &quot;hunt the rabbit&quot; which in this case I was the rabbit.  Now how you play hunt the rabbit is everyone has BB guns except the rabbit.  The rabbit is supposed to go out and hide and elude the hunters.  The BB guns were supposed to be only pumped three times.Unbeknownst to me my one friend decided to pump his gun nine times.  I was sneaking through the woods and I hear the group of friends say &quot;there he is&quot; so I run through the thickets as fast as I can.  I ran a little bit more and then I look back to see where they were and I hear a gun shot.  The BB did not take long to get to me and by the time it was in front of my face it looked like a silver cannon ball.  Time seemed to stop and the BB was right in my face.  Then BLAM the BB hit me right between the eyes and I mean right between.  I fell back and blood gushed out.  The blood got in my eyes and my friends saw that I was injured.  I had thought the BB had just bounced out but I am writing this still with a BB right between my eyes.  It really is a cool party trick to have a magnet on your forehead.  Sometimes it freaks girls out though.<br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Training For Seals]]></title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 02:14:59 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[The build up to going to Naval Special Warfare Command, in Coronado California took place right across the road from Recruit Training Command at my Naval  &quot;A&quot; school which was the Information Systems Technician School.  I not only was going to the IT school from 4p.m. to 10p.m. then at 3a.m. the special warfare group would get up and go to the gym and it was October to December of 2000 and it was all chilly out and still dark.  I remember just standing out of the gym waiting for our instructor to come by and punish us.One particular morning really stands out because the group was having an intensive training Wednesday.  We grouped up, about thirty of us just waiting.  Then we all ran down the road about a mile to Lake Michigan.  We all were on the pier and the instructor turned on his jeep lights and said, &quot;Jump in&quot; we just all jumped in and it was blackness all around me.  I resurface to the top of the water and there were trainees all around me swimming out to a buoy.  I was elbowed and kicked into the face and in the gut.  We climbed back up the pier by hand and jumped in the beach and crawled and did bear crawl races.  The losers had to do pushups.  Then we all stopped at a base of a hill.The instructor had us run up the hill backwards and then he ran frontward toward us and if he passed us we had to do pushups and most of us had to do pushups.  I remember getting really tired after this.  We ran another mile to the gym and did pull-ups over and over.  It was a really good training session.   This all was done before breakfast and to watch the sunrise.<br/><br/>1 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Japanese Girl Ass]]></title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 18:16:40 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I gotta tell you if you ever have a chance to go out with a Japanese girl.  Don't think just do it.  I had the pleasure of hitting on a lot of them on the island of Guam because Guam is Japan's Hawaii.  There are a ton of them there and they want American wiener bad. My friend and I went out to the tourist spot on Guam known as Hotel road and saw two smoking hot Japanese chicks.  They were talking to two Japanese guys and we just said &quot;hi&quot; to the two girls and the guys got pissed.  You could see it in their face.  After like two minutes of just kindergarten style English lessons they were ready to have our babies.  We joked around and then we asked them if they wanted to go get something to eat and my chick said they had to go to their room first.Well we went with them and my lady got a quick shower and changed.  I was on her bed and she laid right next to me and I made a move. I wasn't sure she would respond because this was my first international putang.   My buddy and his chic were on the other bed and they got to it.  I couldn't believe it while it was happening but I was humping away while my friend nailed the chick right next to me.  It was hilarious. Afterwards my chic being all sweaty right after getting a shower and humped we all decided to go get some sushi because well we just went to town on each other.  I had a shit eating grin when the waiter came by because well I just had my own raw meat like a half hour ago. Not only was I eating raw fish but I also smelled like it. Ha!    I am telling you that is the way it should be in America.  We all should have sex before the date then go get something to eat, its much more fun.<br/><br/>1 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Piss Funny]]></title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 24 Apr 2008 17:34:02 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Some of you might have heard of a warrior named Lt. Murphy a SEAL that just recently got the Medal of Honor for valor and sacrifice in Afghanistan.  What you don't know is I was in his SEAL class, class 235 and it was an interesting time.  Not only did I rub shoulders with people like Lt. Murphy but I also was a part of the class that had its class leader die during Hell Week.  He died during Tuesday night doing what is known as a caterpillar swim which when a group of people interlock their legs and swim with just their arms and yes it looks like a caterpillar. Lt. Skopps death had caused the SEAL training regiment to be fully revised because hell week at that time was during the fourth week which is entirely too soon.  Trainees were not ready for the rigors of hell week. These types of guys taught me to do one thing somewhat important. Maybe not too important, but kind of funny.  They taught me the &quot;stealth piss&quot;. Well one day on the beach one of the officers had to piss and we were in the site of the instructors who can be pretty pissed off at the drop of a hat.  So we were told by one of the trainee officers to be a human barrier so he could take a piss but the problem was this guy was a tall bastard so he knelt down like he was going to tie his shoe and whipped it out and was &quot;stealth pissing&quot;.  If a ninja had to piss, this is how he would do it.  You definitely learn something everyday.  If you try this just don't piss on your shoe because it's easy to do.<br/><br/>1 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Hot Australian Chicks]]></title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 22 Apr 2008 20:38:37 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I have to say that one of my goals while being in the Navy was to experience as many women nationalities as I could.  One huge target was Australia women because they are kind of like the hot cousin of American women.  My ship was headed straight to Brisbane, Australia and I had a boner just about the whole two weeks that it took to get there.  I was all about getting some Australian muff and it begs the question whether Australian women shave down there like Americans or not so much like the French.  I was on a mission.  Things like this have to be investigated.  So there I was in Brisbane Australia and my neck was becoming like rubber because of all the girls.  I have to say if you ever go to Australia, stay out of the dance clubs, period! The reason for this is Australian chicks is more of a dream girl than an American because Australian girls, hot Australian women go into the bars and actually are really easy pickings unlike the bar-fly, 50% chance she has all her teeth American women.  Stay out of the dance clubs they are a dead end in Australia!  I was in a bar that served Guinness of course and was eyeing up some Aussies when one of my friends spied a hot blonde and we went to talk to her and her friends.  As soon as we started talking they were like Yanks!  And the game was on.  The nice thing about being an American guy is the Aussie chicks love our accent and it is extremely easy to get laid if you are not a moron and have an iota of skills.  So my buddy and me just chatted them up and it was so easy I felt like I was taking candy from a baby then humping it, (the baby = a hot chick you pervert)  So we went to one of the girls house and drank of course and I later on got down to business of getting into her pants.  She was a strawberry blonde Aussie who sounded oh so hot when she said anything especially when she told me to f#$k her.  Prognoses affirmative, she shaved and I had accomplished a goal.  My dad would be proud.<br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Typhoon Pongsona]]></title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 20:22:57 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I have to say in Pennsylvania there aren't that many natural disasters and me living on Guam I was exposed to not only large earthquakes but also typhoons. Well my last couple of months living on Guam I was a part of a huge natural disaster.  A typhoon was headed near the island and the weather guys said that it was likely to miss us so no one in my office building prepared for it.Well it hit and it hit the island at over 145 miles per hour.  I was called into work to spend the night and live and work there while the storm hit.  The sound of the wind was indescribable and the only thing that comes close is the Wraiths on Lord of the Rings movies when they scream.  Water was coming from underneath the door seal like God had a fire hose stuck right under the door.  We had to squeegee the water from an important wire trough that was the backbone of the building electrically.  We did pretty well at keeping everything dry.After we did that I went outside where it was somewhat protected and I saw something really weird.  I saw two lights shooting into the sky in a diagonal path.  It was a work van turned on its roof with its lights on.  The wall of horizontal water streaming past us at over 145 miles per hour made it look crazy.  Across the road a power transformer fell off of the telephone pole and started humming and sparking, finally it exploded with a spectacle of sparks.  It felt like a Mother Nature war zone.I went back inside because our power went off and our generators were running out of fuel.  We had to shut down our computers and hardware because everything would overheat and get damaged.  Our building is not to be shut down ever because we were a communications station and it was a huge deal.  Around 4 in the morning we were in complete darkness and alls we could do is make fun of the situation we were in and wait out the storm.  I finally got to my room after the coast was clear and I went to bed after a 30 hour fight with Mother Nature.  I had no bathwater, no electricity, and no air conditioning in a tropical island.  I went to sleep exhausted and content that we held up against a super typhoon.<br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Navy Seal Training Camp]]></title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 13:30:23 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Here was a typical day in SEAL training:I woke up at 4:45a.m. because to me getting a shower before other people and when it wasn't crowded, was important.  I had my battle dress uniforms pressed and looking good and my boots shined nicely.  This type of dress is really required by the instructors and they enforced it without remorse.  You would have to drop down and face the nearest body of water and do pushups.  People would ask my why I had to face the water and I always thought it was to pay respect to the ocean because it was our mask, our lifeline and our escape route if ever chased or trying to be caught.  Anyways our class, class 235 assembled in what is affectionately called the cave which is just a common place for our class to get together and take roll call and prepare to get moving.  We started running to breakfast which is a mile and a half one way.  If you add that up it took us roughly nine miles just to go eat three times a day.  That's before we actually worked out or anything.  In my short time at SEAL training one morning stands out.We just got back from breakfast and we had to line up on the Coronado shore and lock arms.  We just stood there and stared at the ocean while the ocean was 51 degrees Fahrenheit it splashed on my toes.  We marched into the ocean arm in arm, my body was twitching ands shivering because the environment that I was subjecting it to.  We had to keep our chins in the icy cold water while the waves broke over our heads.  I had two really tall people in my arms so my head wasn't coming up all the way and I was fighting the water to keep my head up.  The undercurrent got so bad we all 120 some trainees had to turn around and swim to the shore.  Again I was hit in the face and gut with flailing legs and arms.  This type of exercise was to really make you feel that you were a part of a team because we all were interlinked together when we were in the surf and we had to endure the pain of freezing together.  It was incredibly fun.<br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Drinking With Ruskies]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 18:58:36 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[My ship was in the Asian armpit of the world.  Korea is the Mexico of the east if you ask me.   We were in Busan, Korea and one thing I noticed walking around is all the Russian sailors.  If you thought American sailors look funny then the Russians with their prison like sailor outfits look hilarious.  One thing our senior chief told not to do is get into a drinking game with the Russians.  Well I'm Irish and I was in the Navy so that was a challenge if I ever heard one.My friends and I wade through the Russian prostitutes dotting the Korean streets and finally come across a group of three ruskies.  They are tall bastards and smell funny.  They spoke really bad English but there are two things that you can speak in any language without actually knowing any words.  When dealing with foreign women it's fairly easy getting in their pants if you smile a lot and repeat whatever they say.  When it comes to drinking against non-English speakers just grab a bottle of hard liquor and raise it up like your going to drink it and then point at your competition.  It works every time.  We ended up taking shots and just making fun of how ugly Russians really are.  They probably could kick our ass but one thing Americans have is guts and it came out that night.  My group of friends drank shot for shot with those commies until I blacked out and somehow ended up with a fairly ugly Korean chick laying next to me.  She started to talk to me as it hit me that I need to get back to the ship.  This chick was uglier than shit and had such mangled teeth I don't know how she didn't cut up my face kissing me. I mean this chick should have been taken by the hand and put into a wood chipper because she was that ugly. Damn those Russians and their vodka.  Oh well maybe I'll have a really ugly Korean kid want some money from me someday.  All in a days work when you're in the Navy.<br/><br/>3 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Devil Dad]]></title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 20:18:31 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I was eight years old and my family lived in the backwoods of Pennsylvania.  One night I went to bed and I was in a deep sleep.  I was dreaming that I woke up and my parents were having a party in the living room but I had to stay in my room.  My room was on the second floor making me all alone.So there I was on my bed and I look up to the window and staring straight at me with red eyes and an evil grin to match was the devil himself and he didn't say a word he just stared at me with his eyes and a grin.  I was so petrified that I tried to scream but nothing came out.  I tried to get to where my parents were but I was frozen with fear.  The devil just kept staring at me with his grin and that's when I woke up in a sweat, scared to death.  Fast forward a few weeks and its summer out.  My parents had a barbeque with a lot of friends over.  I was feeling mischievous that night and I threw dirt in my brother's eyes because we were fighting.  My parents sent me to my room of course and I ended having to go to the bathroom.  The bathroom is on the first floor and I make it there without incident.Unfortunately the bathroom is occupied, so I sit down to wait for them to finish.  While sitting there I look at the window and there is a person staring at me through the window.  I immediately had the flash back of the devil just staring at me.  I screamed so loud that everyone in the party came to see what was wrong.  I had mistaken my father for the devil.<br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Welcome to Boot Camp]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 18:49:01 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[I was on the bus and the RDC (recruit division commander) said &quot;shut up, shut the f*%k up, I own you now&quot; It just hit me I was officially in Navy boot camp.  We were forced off the bus and lined up like cattle.  The RDC was yelling at each and every one of us individually now just to get a reaction.  One thing you don't want to do is eyeball a RDC because they get really pissed.  This of course we figured out quickly when the RDC swooped down on one poor soul who did.  The recruit looked like he was going to cry when the ass chewing finally stopped.They made us line up in a row of three across and like 25 people from front to back.  We had to march from the boot camp entrance to where we would stay for the next nine weeks.  I was pissed off already and I was only here for five minutes.  We all marched like retards on Vicodin around the base.  We were all going to go do our piss test.  I hate piss tests and for some reason I get gun shy when it comes to those things.  I drank water from the fountain 15 trips x 25 gulps of water.  I was packing more H2o than a camel and still couldn't go.  The RDC wasn't happy so we left and marched again for what seemed forever.I couldn't hold it anymore after about 2 hours of holding it, while still marching I started to think about how I was about to piss myself right now and look like a dip-shit.  I looked over to my right and saw a black guy's crotch just totally drenched in urine.  I was like I am not doing that and held it.  I held it till breakfast the next morning.  We are talking about holding an ungodly amount of piss for six hours.  I looked like a zombie and was all hunched over waiting to go to the bathroom.  I asked the RDC if I could go and he said the Navy doesn't have bathrooms.  Damn it!  So I waited until another RDC came by and said I am gonna piss myself right now so he pointed me toward the &quot;head&quot; I finally went and for the next three days my bladder felt like it was permanently stretched the size of a basketball.  After breakfast we all sat at desks and waited to get shots one by one.  The weak ones were falling asleep already and they would get yelled at every time their head hit the desk with a loud thump.  I finally got my shots including one in the ass that felt like they were injecting liquid magma in my ass cheek.  We went on to do more marching to our barracks and then organized our lockers with our skivvies and put everything in order.  The Navy is obsessed with having everything in order.A stupid recruit asked the RDC when dinner is and the RDC flipped out.  We had moved all of our racks and start doing push ups, eight count body builders, and sit-ups.  After dinner we did more marching and finally around 10p.m. we got into our racks.  At 4a.m. &quot;wake the f#%k up you shitbags! Here we go again.<br/><br/>3 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[Navy Seal Fighting]]></title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 22:44:00 -0400</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nost</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[The first place I was stationed while in the Navy was in Okinawa.  Like many sailors, I spent many nights going to bars to get drunk and laid.  One night 3 of my friends and I went to a bar called Phu's Place and the bar was kind of a dive bar but it was a favorite of the Navy SEAL's on the island.  We heard that it was an easy place to pick up chicks so we thought we'd give it a shot.Shortly after we arrive we notice two really drunk SEALs in civilian clothes.  It's easy to spot SEALs, especially for me because I was in SEAL school for a while.  Unfortunately they noticed us also and stumbled over and started asking my friends what they did in their life that made them deserve to be in that bar.You see the SEAL's believed that it was their bar, and as such they thought they were going to push us around.  The other one came over to me and said the same thing and I was like, I'm alive.  I guess that was the wrong answer because all the sudden the first SEAL punched my friend so hard he cracked my friend's cheek bone.  It was on.  Everyone threw down and started fighting.The two SEAL's were in the middle of the brawl.  I snuck around the group and threw a hay maker into the guy that started the fight.  I am not a fighter but I had to give the guy what he deserved.  The fight ended with a stale mate and we all went our ways.My friend had to go to the hospital because of his cracked cheekbone.  I was impressed with his toughness after that night because he didn't complain once about it.  He was a really good guy and he deserved the backup all of my friends gave him that night.  To this day I still smile when I think about how we fought a couple SEALs in a bar brawl to a draw.  Even if they were piss drunk ones and it was 4 against 2.<br/><br/>4 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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