Comments on: The SAS story http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/ The Official Site of Skippy's List: military humor and other things that make Skippy giggle for more than 15 seconds Tue, 06 Jan 2009 09:10:55 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.7 hourly 1 By: Cpt. Archy http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/comment-page-2/#comment-3629 Cpt. Archy Mon, 31 Mar 2008 22:48:03 +0000 http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/#comment-3629 ***Anyone dumb enough to challenge a Scot, or Irishman, or Englishman for that matter, deserves all the week long hangover they deserve ( yeah, I’m that guy).*** Even better: to put on your best honest face, and tell the assembled Scots/Irish/Welshmen that *You English people are the nicest folks I've ever met.* Then, run like 'ell! ***Anyone dumb enough to challenge a Scot, or Irishman, or Englishman for that matter, deserves all the week long hangover they deserve ( yeah, I’m that guy).***

Even better: to put on your best honest face, and tell the assembled Scots/Irish/Welshmen that *You English people are the nicest folks I’ve ever met.*

Then, run like ‘ell!

]]> By: Cpt. Archy http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/comment-page-2/#comment-3628 Cpt. Archy Mon, 31 Mar 2008 22:45:44 +0000 http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/#comment-3628 Kind of related: There was a little barroom dustup back in the early 1990s between some British Army Gurkhas in the Second Para Regiment and a couple of locals in Belize a few years back, in which a 14-year-old boy took a punch and died from it. It also turned out that one of the other locals with whom he'd been drinking was the son of the country's prime minister. Oops. Details here for the further interested: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/2069092.stm Likewise: in a previous [enlisted] life as a treadhead, we used to refer to the infantrymen accompanying our tanks as *crunchies.* Until on one cold dark and snowy night, one of their guys detailed as a road guard got overlooked for pickup, and finally rolled his sleeping bag out on a nearby path and zonked out. Had he been able to see a little better, he might have figured out that the parallel path about eight feet away was more than coincidence- he'd gone to sleep on a tank trail. The good news was that the first tank that came along had a guy out in front with a flashlight; the bad news was that the guy was in the path of the other track, and with the snow on the ground, completely missed the sleeping lump on the other side. After the first tank rolled over him, the guy ground guiding the next tank in line was on that side and found the body, but way to late to do the guy inside any good. After that the comments about *crunchies* cooled WAY down for a while...and were a reasonable cause for a punchout when loosely thrown around by rookies/idiots. Kind of related: There was a little barroom dustup back in the early 1990s between some British Army Gurkhas in the Second Para Regiment and a couple of locals in Belize a few years back, in which a 14-year-old boy took a punch and died from it. It also turned out that one of the other locals with whom he’d been drinking was the son of the country’s prime minister. Oops. Details here for the further interested: http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/2069092.stm

Likewise: in a previous [enlisted] life as a treadhead, we used to refer to the infantrymen accompanying our tanks as *crunchies.* Until on one cold dark and snowy night, one of their guys detailed as a road guard got overlooked for pickup, and finally rolled his sleeping bag out on a nearby path and zonked out. Had he been able to see a little better, he might have figured out that the parallel path about eight feet away was more than coincidence- he’d gone to sleep on a tank trail. The good news was that the first tank that came along had a guy out in front with a flashlight; the bad news was that the guy was in the path of the other track, and with the snow on the ground, completely missed the sleeping lump on the other side. After the first tank rolled over him, the guy ground guiding the next tank in line was on that side and found the body, but way to late to do the guy inside any good.

After that the comments about *crunchies* cooled WAY down for a while…and were a reasonable cause for a punchout when loosely thrown around by rookies/idiots.

]]> By: Canadian Dipshit http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/comment-page-2/#comment-3286 Canadian Dipshit Thu, 28 Feb 2008 11:42:05 +0000 http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/#comment-3286 I've got some pretty special friends, about as hardcore as you can get while being non-criminal civilians. One of them, lets call him "Irish", (whom I have outdrunk more than once. To be fair he outdrank me once) is a theater tech. Specifically, he's a lighting tech, which means he rivals spiderman in climbing skills. He also can move over broken rubble like a mountain goat on meth. Very impressive for someone over 300 pounds. When the local theater tech business is down, he works part time as a bouncer at the local clubs. A few months back, he was on the door with his face in his clipboard scrutinizing IDs, when some punks started some trouble with the other doorman. One of them tried to sucker punch Irish, and so Irish put him on the ground, with some haste and prejudice. All of a sudden the rowdies stop making trouble, and start claiming they don't want any trouble. When they scoop up their friend Irish is informed he just took out a Marine, thus spooking his companions... Another fx tech I know, who fancies himself a swordsman, has a habit of going after a local fight choreographer any time there is any kind of (blunt) blade for him to pick up. Even with a weapon, years of (hobby-level) training with said weapon, youth, good physical conditioning, and the element of surprise, he has yet to beat this particular overweight senior citizen. The advantage of psychology, and training. I’ve got some pretty special friends, about as hardcore as you can get while being non-criminal civilians. One of them, lets call him “Irish”, (whom I have outdrunk more than once. To be fair he outdrank me once) is a theater tech. Specifically, he’s a lighting tech, which means he rivals spiderman in climbing skills. He also can move over broken rubble like a mountain goat on meth. Very impressive for someone over 300 pounds. When the local theater tech business is down, he works part time as a bouncer at the local clubs. A few months back, he was on the door with his face in his clipboard scrutinizing IDs, when some punks started some trouble with the other doorman. One of them tried to sucker punch Irish, and so Irish put him on the ground, with some haste and prejudice. All of a sudden the rowdies stop making trouble, and start claiming they don’t want any trouble. When they scoop up their friend Irish is informed he just took out a Marine, thus spooking his companions…

Another fx tech I know, who fancies himself a swordsman, has a habit of going after a local fight choreographer any time there is any kind of (blunt) blade for him to pick up. Even with a weapon, years of (hobby-level) training with said weapon, youth, good physical conditioning, and the element of surprise, he has yet to beat this particular overweight senior citizen. The advantage of psychology, and training.

]]> By: Aaron http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/comment-page-2/#comment-3259 Aaron Mon, 25 Feb 2008 20:26:16 +0000 http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/#comment-3259 Anyone dumb enough to challenge a Scot, or Irishman, or Englishman for that matter, deserves all the week long hangover they deserve ( yeah, I'm that guy). Hey, when in Rome.... God Bless the Royal Mile and all the Scotch factories along its streets :) :) :) Anyone dumb enough to challenge a Scot, or Irishman, or Englishman for that matter, deserves all the week long hangover they deserve ( yeah, I’m that guy). Hey, when in Rome…. God Bless the Royal Mile and all the Scotch factories along its streets :) :) :)

]]> By: karl roenfanz ( rosey ) http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/comment-page-2/#comment-3230 karl roenfanz ( rosey ) Fri, 22 Feb 2008 05:17:22 +0000 http://skippyslist.com/2007/12/20/the-sas-story/#comment-3230 i was army, (eng,ord,sig)was by a sf bragging bout how tuff he was, looked at him and asked - and who clears your lz's? he left. i was army, (eng,ord,sig)was by a sf bragging bout how tuff he was, looked at him and asked - and who clears your lz’s? he left.

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