SgtMaj
SgtMaj
SgtMaj

When I’m working, yes I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who’s working hard for you
And when the money, comes in for the work I do
I’ll give up every single paycheck just for you
When I come home (when I come home) well I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who comes back home to you
And if I hoon on’ (before I

So that’s why he’s so lumpy.

Cav does not walk anywere. There was one guy I knew when I was in the 11th ACR that would drive his car across the small parking lot from his barracks to the Regimental DFAC so he wouldn’t have to walk to chow.

It’s like a cover of a time travel Choose Your Own Adventure book.

Since you clearly have no fucking clue as to what you are talking about. It is the ground crew’s responsibility to unload and load the plane. Her helping push cargo in or out of the plane is her helping out with something she doesn’t have to. Makes her more awesome in my eyes.

Also, in one of those pictures she’s right alongside them shoving it into the cargo bay. Wrong bridge, troll, go home.

You’re complaining about the men and women in the military coordinating and working together? Really? The crew of the plane are not solely responsible for loading cargo. That’s part of the role of the supply unit.

One of the best patches anywhere.

This may be the delivery drone Amazon has been dreaming about.

Why is it, when I watch that video, I keep seeing Amazon logos on the side of it?

+0.200 for effort.

I get freaked the fuck out anytime a raccoon pops the motion sensor light by my door. I wouldn't be okay knowing there's a bear right outside my window.

In 2015, you feed Russian bear. In old Soviet Union, Russian bear feed you.

The Model A was they used on the European tour.

Somewhere in a cool desert there is a pilot sipping on a coffee waiting for the cover of night before he gets to fly this thing. And I'm sitting here looking at excel spreadsheets.

'Chesty' deserves a destroyer not a refurbed tanker!

I started off by imagining the audience naked. Then I pictured my nervousness as sexual arousal. And then one thing just led to another and the next thing I knew I was face down in the parking lot with my hands cuffed behind my back and three big police officers kneeling on my head.