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Maggie’s Funny & awesome pics, vids and memes thread (work safe, no nudity)


I have to chuckle at this a little. Remember when women were saying that “women can do anything a man can do?”

Remember when girls were suing schools so they could play football with the boys?

Remember when the girls wanted to join the Boy Scouts because the Girl Scouts wasn’t good enough?

Remember when women wanted to join the fire department but couldn’t drag a 200 pound dummy out of a burning building? So standards were lowered so they could qualify.

Remember when women wanted to get into combat but don’t want to register for the selective service or get their heads shaved?

So now they are getting a taste of their own medicine and don’t like it.

If they want to keep men (aka transgender) out of their sports and locker rooms then they ought to get out of the man’s world and get back in the kitchen.

If the Titanic were to sink today they wouldn’t be lining up to the life boats with women and children first. It would be according to age with the youngest first. I’d have to chuckle at a Gloria Steinem going to the end of the line.
 
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All but the youngest will remember this song.


I remember well when it got released just before my first deployment then he came on a USO tour and stayed blind drunk the whole time and signed exactly zero autographs. Fk that guy for leveraging the song and nation’s feelings without actually backing it.

Charlie Daniels came once. Old as dirt, at in the chow halls, wandered around the whole time he was there and signed autographs until there was no one left.

Kid Rock did well.

Robin Williams, although Air Force guys occupied all the space long before anyone with a job could get in.

Obviously LT Dan band.

Many other great supporters. But not Toby Kieth.
 
You guys talking about caving give me the heebee-jeebees, and I'm sitting in my living room.

I had no clue I was claustrophobic until the first time I read the Floyd Collins story about 10 years ago. I can't imagine a worse way to die.

Here's some more caving for you MW.

This gives me the heebee-jeebees, on several levels.
Prince Philip copped a lot of flack for stating the truth when he said about the Chinese, "If it has legs and isn't furniture, has wings and isn't a plane or swims and isn't a submarine, they'll eat it".

It also seems that the more disgusting it sounds the more they're willing to pay for it.
Forget the bats on a stick or Pangolin burgers, how about bird nest soup.
Made from bird spit and old feathers, with a goodly amount of bird turd no doubt, the nests fetch between 3 and 10 THOUSAND dollars a kilo.
The collectors and their gear below.

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I started one of my careers digging ditches. The guys in the gang always had a bad attitude, while I had a smile on my face. Before too long, they asked me why I didn't mind the work.

I told them that this is better than a gym membership. I had 1 guy take on this attitude. We'd get a job, head out in the truck and do the job and would usually be done by lunch time. While the other guys took all day or longer to get another job done, we'd sit back and relax while they worked long into the hot Summer day.

The boss finally found out how we worked. He never said a word. He was just glad we got the job done without any bellyaching.
 
Another video which was in my era. I can remember playing this 45 over and over again when I was 6 years old.


Sad end for a Warrior...

Death of Lee Emerson Bellamy[edit]​

On December 1, 1978, at about 11 p.m., Sadler killed a country music songwriter named Lee Emerson Bellamy with one gunshot to the head.[3] The shooting was the culmination of a month-long dispute the men had concerning Darlene Sharpe, who was Bellamy's former girlfriend, and Sadler's lover at the time. Bellamy made many harassing telephone calls to Sadler and Sharpe, had one violent confrontation in a Nashville bar's parking lot, and threatened both their lives.

On the night in question, Bellamy made several harassing telephone calls, including one to the Natchez Trace Restaurant where Sadler and Sharpe were having dinner and drinks with two friends. That resulted in Sadler asking a bartender to telephone the police, who never responded. Bellamy later went to Sharpe's apartment complex and knocked on the door. Sadler exited through a side door. On seeing Sadler, Bellamy fled to his van. It was at that time, Sadler testified, that he saw a flash of metal. Believing it to be a gun, he fired one shot. The bullet struck Bellamy right between the eyes, and he died several hours later in a Nashville hospital. It turned out that Bellamy was unarmed. According to court records, Sadler had then placed a handgun in Bellamy's van, presumably to strengthen his claim of self-defense. After a plea bargain, on June 1, 1979, Sadler was convicted of voluntary manslaughter for the death of Lee Emerson Bellamy, and sentenced to from 4 to 5 years in prison. His legal team worked to lower the sentence, which a judge reduced to just 30 days in the county workhouse. He served 28 days. Sadler was sued for wrongful death by Bellamy's stepson, and was ordered to pay compensation of about $10,000.

Death[edit]​

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Sadler moved to Guatemala City in 1984. He continued to write and publish his Casca books, produced a never-released self-defense video, and provided free medical treatment in rural villages. On September 7, 1988, Sadler was shot in the head while sitting in a cab in Guatemala City. Witnesses said he accidentally shot himself, but his friends and family believed he was shot by a robber or an assassin. He was flown to the United States by friends in a private jet paid for by Soldier of Fortune magazine publisher Bob Brown.[citation needed]

He was operated on at the Nashville Veterans Administration (VA) Hospital, and remained in a coma for about six weeks. After emerging from the coma, Sadler was a quadriplegic and had suffered significant brain damage. He was finally released in January 1989, but he was reported missing by his family.[4] A few days later, he was found, in time to be present at a competency hearing.[5]

After being moved to the Cleveland VA Hospital for specialized treatment, he was removed from the hospital by two former Green Berets and his mother, Blanche Sadler. After a contentious court battle waged by his wife and children, a court in Tennessee ruled that Sadler be put under the care of an independent guardian. Sadler was moved to the VA Hospital in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, in February 1989, but he never recovered from his injury. He died there of cardiac arrest on November 5, 1989, four days after his 49th birthday.[6][7] Sadler was survived by his wife, Lavona, a daughter, Brooke, and two sons, Thor and Baron.[8]

Awards and decorations[edit]​

SSG Sadler's awards include:[9]

 
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Here's some more caving for you MW.

This gives me the heebee-jeebees, on several levels.
Prince Philip copped a lot of flack for stating the truth when he said about the Chinese, "If it has legs and isn't furniture, has wings and isn't a plane or swims and isn't a submarine, they'll eat it".

It also seems that the more disgusting it sounds the more they're willing to pay for it.
Forget the bats on a stick or Pangolin burgers, how about bird nest soup.
Made from bird spit and old feathers, with a goodly amount of bird turd no doubt, the nests fetch between 3 and 10 THOUSAND dollars a kilo.
The collectors and their gear below.

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As mentioned earlier, I used to go through cracks and crevices so small, you had take off your hard hat, push it ahead of you, turn your head sideways and exhale so your chest would fit through.... When I was much younger and braver. We used carbide lamps that threw light maybe 30 feet....
 
I started one of my careers digging ditches. The guys in the gang always had a bad attitude, while I had a smile on my face. Before too long, they asked me why I didn't mind the work.

I told them that this is better than a gym membership. I had 1 guy take on this attitude. We'd get a job, head out in the truck and do the job and would usually be done by lunch time. While the other guys took all day or longer to get another job done, we'd sit back and relax while they worked long into the hot Summer day.

The boss finally found out how we worked. He never said a word. He was just glad we got the job done without any bellyaching.

A lot of years ago I bossed a pipe gang. The trackhoes went through and dug the trench. For about 100 feet the gradecheckers screwed up and the trench wasn't deep enough by about 6 inches. With layback we couldn't get the hoes back over the ditch. Me and a laborer jumped in and started digging it down to where we could lay pipe. After a bit I glanced up and there were about 6 operators watching us. With a " Pretty sad when you bastards can fuck up and the boss and a laborer has to fix it" comment I was proud when every one of them found a shovel, joined us in the ditch and we got to grade.

Close to the end the laborer just stopped and leaned on his shovel. Looked me square in the eye and said "Boss, you know what I like about running a shovel". I honestly answered, "No". He said "No matter how much you fuck up they still let you do it" and went back to digging.

That is wise man. That was 30 years ago and I have never forgotten it. I have always learned more from the people that do the work than the "smart fellers" that plan and boss the work.

You go to school to learn a trade, you get an education in the streets.

Thank you,
MrSmith
 
A lot of years ago I bossed a pipe gang. The trackhoes went through and dug the trench. For about 100 feet the gradecheckers screwed up and the trench wasn't deep enough by about 6 inches. With layback we couldn't get the hoes back over the ditch. Me and a laborer jumped in and started digging it down to where we could lay pipe. After a bit I glanced up and there were about 6 operators watching us. With a " Pretty sad when you bastards can fuck up and the boss and a laborer has to fix it" comment I was proud when every one of them found a shovel, joined us in the ditch and we got to grade.

Close to the end the laborer just stopped and leaned on his shovel. Looked me square in the eye and said "Boss, you know what I like about running a shovel". I honestly answered, "No". He said "No matter how much you fuck up they still let you do it" and went back to digging.

That is wise man. That was 30 years ago and I have never forgotten it. I have always learned more from the people that do the work than the "smart fellers" that plan and boss the work.

You go to school to learn a trade, you get an education in the streets.

Thank you,
MrSmith
If you think you know it all, you will never learn anything.
 
Bernese Mountain Dogs are awesome. I want one some day.
Make sure you don't get a Swiss Mountain Dog, the Burmese's short hair cousin. They are 150lbs. of stupid. Absolutely tit worthless unless you want a dumb, tri color, eating shitting machine.

Put a water bucket in their pen and they'll drink out of it. Move the same water bucket to the other side of the pen and it'll bark at it.
 
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