Seen on the street in Kyiv.

Words of Advice:

"If Something Seems To Be Too Good To Be True, It's Best To Shoot It, Just In Case." -- Fiona Glenanne

“The Mob takes the Fifth. If you’re innocent, why are you taking the Fifth Amendment?” -- The TOFF *

"Foreign Relations Boil Down to Two Things: Talking With People or Killing Them." -- Unknown

“Speed is a poor substitute for accuracy.” -- Real, no-shit, fortune from a fortune cookie

"If you believe that you are talking to G-d, you can justify anything.” — my Dad

"Colt .45s; putting bad guys in the ground since 1873." -- Unknown

"Stay Strapped or Get Clapped." -- probably not Mr. Rogers

"The Dildo of Karma rarely comes lubed." -- Unknown

"Eck!" -- George the Cat

* "TOFF" = Treasonous Orange Fat Fuck, A/K/A Dolt-45,
A/K/A Commandante (or Cadet) Bone Spurs,
A/K/A El Caudillo de Mar-a-Lago, A/K/A the Asset., A/K/A P01135809

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Farewell, Colonel Potter

Harry Morgan has died. He was 96.

I know that a lot of people have posted this clip of Col. Potter expressing outrage over the varied ways men kill one another. But I'm fond of this clip:

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Stewart Dean said...

My father was a doctor in an evacuation hospital in WWII. My brother and I took him to see them movie and he came out, shaking his head saying, "That's just the way it was, only crazier".
The unit was composed of faculty and recent graduates of Yale Med and Nursing. The people were smart self-starters who didn't have to be told what to do, and for the first 6 months they didn't have a real C.O.

But the wheels of headquarters finally brought forth a Regular Army (and redneck) C.O.
Who decided he'd bust the chops of these whipper-snappers...and so had them up every morning at 6AM for calisthenics (and they'd been up the night before in surgery).
So everyone lined up and did finger push-up and made grunting noises. Finally one morning, the C.O. actually got up and discovered this, and there was all Hell to pay....for about 3 months, when he developed prostate trouble.

Which meant a finger wave every day or so, which so mortified him that he hid in his tent for the rest of the war.......and the unit ran itself very well, thank you.

Or so my father told me, who faithfully watch the TV seris as well.

12/09/2011 9:20 AM

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