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Lets have a drink and talk about the ole-Airborne days...... Fort Bragg!!!!  Our little bar, but well stocked....
What will you all have?
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| (picks up shot of No. 7 and downs it) 
I remember going to little Detroit (Fayetteville), and stopping at Rick's. Wow..... we really got messed up at times. 1SG would get so pissed at us. We would come back and be so screwed up. He'd be standing out there pissed at us. Then he would smile and say, "why the hell didn't you call me"? One of the guys said, "well, we had a designated driver". Top than said, " NO dumbass!!!! So I could have went with you....!!!!" Of course we knew better than that... We just knew that that was the first and last time we were to be caught doing that. Of course we just got back from the Desert and he knew.....
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The Warrant Officer – an officer appointed by the Secretary of the Army based on a sound level of technical and tactical competence. The Warrant Officer is a highly specialized expert and trainer who by gaining progressive levels of expertise and leadership operates, maintains, administers, and manages the Army’s equipment, support activities, or technical systems for an entire career. WTF? Who's Mr. Pillow Pants? - Clerks 2
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RUCKERWOCMAN (7/27/2008)
That looks like a good drink for a sailor...
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| OPPPPSSSSS!!!!!! Do I need a License to sell Hotch here? 
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Dav82nd (7/27/2008)
Lets have a drink and talk about the ole-Airborne days...... Fort Bragg!!!!
Two words: Prop Blast . . .
It got REAL drunk outside that night.
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