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castalot 11-08-2012 07:05 PM

You yell barracuda, everybody says, 'Huh? What?' You yell shark, we've got a panic on our hands on the Fourth of July.

castalot 11-08-2012 07:08 PM

In honor of Veterans Day and all they have done


Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail fin. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark will go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. He bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb

gofastsandman 11-08-2012 09:52 PM

[QUOTE=castalot;209259]In honor of Veterans Day and all they have done


Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail fin. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark will go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. He bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb[/QUOTE.

Oscar worthy.

No Chief, Hooper drives the boat.

KenB 11-08-2012 10:43 PM

What are you? Some kind of half-assed astronaut?

NoBones 11-08-2012 11:09 PM

I guess the stuff you guys are smokin' is better then the ole days
of the 60's & 70's....:rolleyes:
Agh, Columbian Gold....:D

Liquor is quicker!!;)

Erik 11-08-2012 11:26 PM

What's that?
It's a whale.
Farewell and adeu to you fair spanish ladies
Farewell and adeu you ladies of Spain.

Show me the way to go home
I'm tired and I wanna go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago and it went right to my head
Wherever I may roam
By land or sea or foam
You will always hear me singing this song
Show me the way to go home
BOM BOM BOM

castalot 11-09-2012 01:07 PM

Right there. Mary Ellen Moffit. She broke my heart

gofastsandman 11-09-2012 09:30 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by NoBones (Post 209266)
I guess the stuff you guys are smokin' is better then the ole days
of the 60's & 70's....:rolleyes:
Agh, Columbian Gold....:D

Liquor is quicker!!;)



Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker. If called by a Panther don`t anther.
O.N.

It was Acapulco Gold back in the day. Panama Red. Colombian was sooo passe.
Gave up the marching powder after New Years `90. Had a good go with the brown acid side of life, but I find myself far happier now. I saw some happiness that was incredible , but all chemical. Recently read an article about raves. Some folks in the medical field volunteered to do some testing of extacy. 97% tested for bath salts. Don`t ask me about spin the trash can liner. The drugs out there now are far beyond. Be thankful you have a bed and bath.

Cheers
Lucky Humans

Wanna get drunk and fool around?

Blue_Heron 11-09-2012 09:47 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by gofastsandman (Post 209287)
Colombian was sooo passe.

Gainesville Green.

gofastsandman 11-09-2012 10:14 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Blue_Heron (Post 209289)
Gainesville Green.

Did I buy that from you in Daytona circa `79?


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