I have used it on troops, but I meant it as an insult. "You stupid bastards could not lead a Boy Scout Troop on a piss break!" And I have used it in an endearing way, to a brother or sister that I love. Joe does not have the right to use it either way.
Not all Federal employees. https://www.thebalancecareers.com/military-folks-and-politics-3332818
David Hogg apparently knows what they were, but pretends that he was talking about the actual parents. Which one is a bigger idiot? https://twitter.com/davidhogg111/status/1319460648431046658
We shall see. There have been far too many "We got 'em now" moments to believe it until it actually happens. And if Pervo Joe wins, it all disappears. Even if Trump wins, the swamp is quite deep, and the creatures in it do not want any light to shine on them.
Goodbye, brother. Keep a cold one handy for me. If you see a bunch of knuckleheads in uniform drinking, carousing and telling terrible jokes, they are waiting for me. Tell them I will be along someday, and to give you a seat at the table. The beer is good, the stories, better.
I hear you, brother. Had a girlfriend. Theresa. She was a medic as well. We dated on and off over the years. I even considered proposing. She was rendering aid to a guy hit in a roadside bombing, and she was taken out in the crossfire of the ambush. Most badass medic I ever knew. Would call you a massive wuss while she was patching you up. She died because we got embroiled in some BS fight due to a 40+ year old (at the time) agreement to play World Police. I would vote for Trump for no other reason than he has finally broken that outdated agreement.
I spent 22 years in uniform, and served in 4 areas where there was violence for a total of 6 tours. I have buried more friends and troops than I care to think about. I grew up on stories of the evening news scrolling the names of the Vietnam dead (I was born in 69, but do not remember it myself) and my uncle, after 3 tours there, never really coming home. I can never forget the stories of my great uncle John, who survived the Chosin Reservoir, and only had 7 fingers left from the cold. He had a medal on the wall, and he was long gone before I understood what "Silver Star" meant. And grandpa. A paratrooper with the 101st. It goes without saying the hell he experienced. And now my son in law is in uniform. And I could not be happier to hear him complain about "being bored". I just smile, pat him on the shoulder and am thankful we has a President that does not send our young people off to die in yet another regional squabble. I am thankful my only grandchild gets to see her daddy every night, and my daughter has a husband, and not a folded flag.
I have been voting since H.W. ran the first time. I have never seen people line up, in the heat (Florida), wait for 40 minutes to vote, and talk up how much they cannot wait to vote Republican. The line was like a mini rally, and the crowd was yelling questions at the local (R) candidates and the candidates were answering back. No violence, no threats. More a party atmosphere. The poll workers were the usual 100 year old ladies (bless their hearts) but the crowd....MAGA hats, veteran and patriotic shirts...And this in a traditionally "Blue" county.
Same here. Had a good plan when I got out in 2010. Then the cost shot through the roof and I had to drop it. Imagine my shock when I had to pay for the privilege of my wife not being covered! (I had the VA) Then I find out that I am paying for myself (despite already having government coverage). I thought I despised Bill Clinton back in the day. But Barry? I hate him with the fire of a thousand suns.
We finally have a President who realizes Bretton Woods is over. While Trump may not recognize it as such (For such a far-reaching agreement, it is fairly unknown) he seems to instinctively understand that the times they are a changing. And it only took 29 years....
This is worth the quavering voice, tears and a meltdown? Really? I do not want to be around this child when something truly bad happens. And has been pointed out, she is worried about crashing...As she records herself driving a car. You just cannot make this stuff up.
What in the name of the Sainted George S. Patton is this pussyfied bullshit? I may have to wrangle a sneak onto the gunnery range at Benning and throw some main gun rounds downrange just to cancel out this soy infused drivel. If that is the this shitbirds idea of "stunning and brave" then they are in for a rude shock in life. Weak spine little fucknuckles.
Last time I sounded like that, I had been awake for something like 40 hours. Nobody noticed, because we had all been awake that long. Maybe Jill doesn't let him nap?