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Know they doin a interview with the old hag JUDGE. Look at this HAG. My GOD. Her neck and clevage look like she just ran her old crap body thru a dishwasher. But er fuckin puss is all makin up in perfection. Between her and GUT on the 5, I'm not sure who the worst offender is.
Maybe,you should SEE and watch.One can only guess,but I'm sure this advertized joint only allowed MAGA SHITS in for this pathetic performance. And my second guess is is: FOX picked up the tab for their goughin. As for your menu.They showed this long table with about 30 mornin dishes served at this SHITHOLE,with everyone sitting around it. And you know WHAT: DID not see GRITS or SHIT ON A SHINGLE,which is a regular for this MAGA LOVIN SHITS.
JON FRANK ARMY will chime in here:Got to like the first meal one got when assigned to COMPANY and specific platoon. This a smaller mess and maybe 3 platoons at time venture into mess hall. It was evening meal. And all drills were very polite and actually comin up to recruites and talkin friendly. And the meal was steak,mashed potaters,green beans,salads.cheery pie and it was great. Everyone piggin out and thinkin CHOW in the ARMY is goin to be great. Then as soon as everyone done and you get 30 minutes until the next platoons move in,the FUCS start screamin at everyone. Get your lazy ASSES out and line up. We goin on a 5 mile run. Most of the guys,were incabable of runnin 100 yards. JFA was in good shape,a little bloated after eatin. SOO OFF we go. 90 % of these guys were fallin down within the first half mile pukin. The drills are kickin them in their ASS,screamin,get up you faggoot QUEER. And kept on kickin them in their ASS. So I was runnin right behind the drill who was leadin the procession. I had no problem along with about 5 others. After about 2 miles the DRILLS decided to end this calamity. Everyone else was just lyin in the road. The 6 of us who had no proplem runnin,were rewarded with kicks in OUR ASSES and told to hit the ground and do 50 push-ups. And we all had not learned yet to count our push-ups by sayin: ONE DRILL SEARGENT,2 DRILL SEARGENT all the way up to 50. So when we think we done,we had to start all over again and do it proberly. Then have to say: Permission to RISE. Everyone learned sumthin tat night. WE IN THE ARMY. But as weeks went on everyone except a few could run 5 miles with ease. But that next mornin goin to breakfast mess,the only thin served was SHIT ON A SHINGLE. Most not know what it was,includin,ME. After they slop it on your tray and you sit down,everyone goin what is this SHIT. And know when you eat,one must eat everythin. You can't get up and scrape te SHIT into the garbage can. Must be a aqquired taste. I HATED it,but I love LIVER,BACON and onions and others would puke just thinkin about it. I'll say one more thin. When out of BASIC and one moves on,MORNIN MESS had all kinds of options. And SHIT on a SHINGLE was always one. Never again after that first encounter would I ever touch that crap again. But one last thin SEE. You not the only one that liked eatin it. MY wife,who be CHERROKEE,liked eatin it also.