twowheelnut
R.I.P. Our Motorcycling Friend
So, my brother, Der Colonel, gets his walking papers in January from Special Forces (He's been doing spook **** and PSYOPS at SOCOM, MacDill AFB in Tampa, these last 6 years) . He has 3 or 4 months of vacation accumulated (how is that possible and how do I get that kinda time off?), so he could basically put his feet up and sip Piña Coladas on the beach for the duration. Well, at least he chose the sand part, anyway:
And, for his first Sand Box task, he got to play Duck the Bullets that were peppering his temporary office:
Oddly, this is the first time since he joined Special Forces 25 or so years ago that the family has known of his whereabouts when he goes 'missing'. This is pretty much just a brag on my part as I'm pretty proud of that sick-ass mofo. Don't send messages of concern, either. This guy gets major (colonel?!) hard-ons for this kinda ****. I swear, 53 years old and he still jumps outta perfectly good military transport and then pops a wad getting shot at. Big goof! :dntknw:
Anyway, when you finally do see him lying on the beach in the Tampa/St. Pete area, stop by, say hello and don't forget to buy him a Piña Colada.
And, for his first Sand Box task, he got to play Duck the Bullets that were peppering his temporary office:
Oddly, this is the first time since he joined Special Forces 25 or so years ago that the family has known of his whereabouts when he goes 'missing'. This is pretty much just a brag on my part as I'm pretty proud of that sick-ass mofo. Don't send messages of concern, either. This guy gets major (colonel?!) hard-ons for this kinda ****. I swear, 53 years old and he still jumps outta perfectly good military transport and then pops a wad getting shot at. Big goof! :dntknw:
Anyway, when you finally do see him lying on the beach in the Tampa/St. Pete area, stop by, say hello and don't forget to buy him a Piña Colada.
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