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Originally Posted by glebo
Haa, the old adage, It's not how good you're doing it....but how cool you look doing it....or something to that effect   |
First rule: Look cool. Second rule: Always know where you are. Third rule: If you don't know where you are, continue to look cool.
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Code Names.
Knew a 18D Navajo who we called the "HO".
Johnny Handsome, no matter how bad the weather was, dirt, mud, scum in the water, he combed his hair.
Had two guys named "Peter". We called then "Peter 1" and "Peter 2", then it became "Pete" and "Re-Peat".
Crazy Larry, he drove a 69 Dodge Charger, although his name was Chris.
Guns, a big 18E with large arms.
Boner, he was embarrassed by the name at first, when the Tm SGT said, "put that thing away before someone trips over it". Scott was heading into the shower, half a sleep. The name stuck, he was secure, team wives and GFs liked the name, calling him "Boner" as well.
Another Medic called "scrubs". He had completed 3 of 4 years of medical school with a 4.0, but enlisted instead, pissed his father off, who was already a doctor.
Had a "Punchy", "Kicks", "Zinger", "Smiles", and "Frank". Of course there was a "Chief", "Doc", and "Dad" on every ODA, followed also by "Kid" for all new young arrivals. All E7's coming from another team we called by their names until something happened, then it was "Fuckin Bob", or "Fuckin Todd". It was never in a bad way, but something along the line of, "who shot the best today? Fuckin Bob. Who fired the Ring Main? Fuckin Todd.