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Rain should not stop a determined beer drinker, nor lack of money.
Call friends, fire up BBQ, start a BYOB party.

SplishSplash wrote:there's 3 becks gold in my fridge. I'll probably never drink them, as I hate beer.

mmmm Becks. Another fine european beer.

1941. North Africa. We were surrounded by krauts, and taking heavy casualties, but that was the least of our worries. There was a storm a brewin', but this wasn't one of those pussy storms that you bitches always moan about. Back when real men walked the earth it rained fire ants, and razor blades. Did we bitch and moan? Shit no, we sucked it up, did what we had to do, and were thankful for every goddamn second of it. We didn't have the luxury of stores, beer, or shelter. If you wanted any of those things you had to kill a drunken kraut, drink his blood, and wear his skin as a poncho. Needless to say, I was pretty well off.

Sgt. Doomer has post depression suffered while in Nam, that's why he dosen't talk all that much these days.

Some of you might be wondering how one could survive the harsh desert environment, what about water? Well, it wasn't easy. Any normal man would have surely died like a pussy. The answer is simple: urine. And when we couldn't drink our own urine anymore, we were forced to turn to our fallen comrades, It would be a shame to let all of that urine go to waste. How did we extract the urine, you ask? We had to siphon it out of them. That's right, I sucked off corpses till I hit gold. It wasn't easy, it took the lungs of a god, but I was up to the task, and you can damn well bet that I succeeded.

OLO @ DooMer

DooMer wrote:Some of you might be wondering how one could survive the harsh desert environment, what about water? Well, it wasn't easy. Any normal man would have surely died like a pussy. The answer is simple: urine. And when we couldn't drink our own urine anymore, we were forced to turn to our fallen comrades, It would be a shame to let all of that urine go to waste. How did we extract the urine, you ask? We had to siphon it out of them. That's right, I sucked off corpses till I hit gold. It wasn't easy, it took the lungs of a god, but I was up to the task, and you can damn well bet that I succeeded.

Man I woudn't be surprised that it is a true story.
Man Take Care!
Sorry about that mishap from the president at the time.
I want you to go over it and let it in the past, FORGET you were there and enjoy life now as if nothing happen.
I know it is easy for me to say...But try my bro.
Life as so much to give you and in the end you won't be disapointed.
At least you are not an old frenchie...That's a start.

DooMer was a twinkle in his father's eye during 'Nam, pete.

Transient wrote:Ok, WTF is a depanneur? I've heard you say it about a dozen times now.

Transient wrote:DooMer was a twinkle in his father's eye during 'Nam, pete.

Sorry I did like 12 Google search and I still can't get it.
Anyway I don't want to put oil on the fire.
Thanks anyway my friend

ToxicBug wrote:

Transient wrote:Ok, WTF is a depanneur? I've heard you say it about a dozen times now.

What? I'm American, I'm allowed to not know any other languages besides my native one.

pete wrote:

Transient wrote:DooMer was a twinkle in his father's eye during 'Nam, pete.

Sorry I did like 12 Google search and I still can't get it.
Anyway I don't want to put oil on the fire.
Thanks anyway my friend

Which part don't you get?
"twinkle in his father's eye" = wasn't born yet
'Nam = the Vietnam War

Transient wrote:

pete wrote:

Transient wrote:DooMer was a twinkle in his father's eye during 'Nam, pete.

Sorry I did like 12 Google search and I still can't get it.
Anyway I don't want to put oil on the fire.
Thanks anyway my friend

Which part don't you get?
"twinkle in his father's eye" = wasn't born yet
'Nam = the Vietnam War

"twinkle in his father's eye" = wasn't born yet
was the part .
Thanks bro.