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That's the same pic I use to explain having experience to people. ;)

It's the difference between having had, and not having had a really big dick before... :oops:


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NavyVette said:
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aka "Knee-knockers."

And if you hurdled too high... "head knockers."

This happened at the beginning of almost every General Quarters. Over the "1-MC" (announcement PA system)...

"General Quarters, General Quarters. All hands, man your battle stations. The route of travel is forward and up to starboard, down and aft to port. General Quarters, General Quarters! All hands man your battle stations. Set Material Condition Zebra throughout the ship. General Quarters."

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Over the 1-MC: "Medical emergency, medical emergency... (location on the ship)."
Someone invariably injured by a knee-knocker.
 
Racer88 said:
aka "Knee-knockers."

And if you hurdled too high... "head knockers."

This happened at the beginning of almost every General Quarters. Over the "1-MC" (announcement PA system)...

"General Quarters, General Quarters. All hands, man your battle stations. The route of travel is forward and up to starboard, down and aft to port. General Quarters, General Quarters! All hands man your battle stations. Set Material Condition Zebra throughout the ship. General Quarters."

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Over the 1-MC: "Medical emergency, medical emergency... (location on the ship)."
Someone invariably injured by a knee-knocker.
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Would be a LOT easier to get through the one in the cartoon than the real ones!
 
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The guy that used to call our monthly rifle matches was a 40 year Marine Vet. He would occasionally tell us of his experiences. One of those stories involved a night of drinking and whoring and waking up with 20 minutes to formation. He gives the cabbie all his cash if he can get him to formation in time. He said the cab screeched to a halt, and he bails out and runs to the end of the line. He said, "If my name wasn't York, I'd have been late."

Another interesting story about him I didn't learn until after his death.
His given name was Wallace. But we all knew him as "Rick". His obit revealed that Richard was not his middle name. In an unrelated convo with an old-time shooter that knew him and had Marine connections I asked if he knew the origin of "Rick". He did not but now he was also curious enough to ask around.

It seems during The Korea "Police Action", Rick had been out drinking and whoring again. He caught a rickshaw back to camp. The rickshaw pulls up in front of the guard shack at the gate and Rick face plants right in front of the MP. He earned the nickname "Rickshaw" after that, later shortened to Rick.

Rick enlisted at 17 in 1943. He was a Major towards the end of his career and took a reduction to Capt. to stay in a few more years. His final billet was Head Coach for the Marine Corps Rifle Team. He retired in 1983. He volunteered as Chief Pit Officer at The National Matches for many years after that. In 1985, he used his connections at Quantico to get one of our club members sent to Marine Corps Armorers School for 2 weeks to learn how to build Match M1's and M14's.

Rick York died in 2018 at the age of 93.

www.dignitymemorial.com

Wallace York Obituary - Columbia, SC

Celebrate the life of Wallace York, leave a kind word or memory and get funeral service information care of Dunbar Funeral Home - Northeast.
www.dignitymemorial.com www.dignitymemorial.com
 
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HOLY SHIT, 31 is OK?

I cannot remember what mine was. All I remember is I was the only one taking the test and my recruitrer told me around 100 time on the wa to the test to take my time and check my answers. I cannot remember if we had 2 or 3 hours to take the test?

Anyhow, I finished in around 1/2 hour, checked a few answers and got bored, and remembered something that I had been told about second gussing your answers, so I turned the test in.

The proctor called my recruiter, and he showed up extremeley pissed. He was yelling at me about what a dumb fuck I was and how I'd be lucky to get to be a cook. As he was driving down the road he pulled my test scores out, looked over at me, and asked "How would you like to go into the nuculear program"? I declined and said that I didn't want to glow green.

Ironically, my 2nd ship was the Enterprise and in place of red lights in the berthing areas in the engineering area they had green lights.
 
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