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All I gotta say is :useless

 

I'm gonna go ahead and NOT click on those... :shocked:

 

I can assure you the pictures ARE definitely "SFW".

:aureola:

 

I couldn't tell from the pic, but it DID look like it was a woman who was standing behind him, holding him back & offering support.

 

Support??? Really???

 

More like "Suck it up w#ss, try childbirth".

 

Gotta hand it to the lady's....
I could never do childbirth.
My praise goes out to you that have.
I think if men had to do childbirth, that would pretty much be the end of civilization.

 

Nah, we would just make sport out of it.

Man 1: Man, that sucker was 9 lbs!

Man 2: Sheeiit! Mine were TWINS at 9 lbs EACH! Wuss!

 

Man 3: I shot mine out at least 8 feet.

 

:devil: Yeah I can just imagine the lady tattooing as the job enlarges by the second. One wing teeny and the other wing humongous.:frown2::ihih::lol:( with sincere apologies[:lol::cornut:]to our chief moderator. Poor fellow. Imagine trying to keep this crowd in line.)

Jason
De Oppresso Libre

 

I have friends who have done stranger things - but that's another story

 

opcorn:

 

Change the names to protect the guilty and do tell! opcorn:

 

Well, when I was in art school I had a friend both nipples pierced (not that odd, I know) and a few rings on her nether regions all connected by a series of decorative chains - for starters.

 

TRUE STORY(cleaned up considerably to be properly presentable)

:devil::cornut: Okay..........In 1980 at Green Ramp of Pope AFB, N.C.;my team, ODA-215(US Army Special Forces 'A' team with 12 members of 2 officers and 10 Sergeants specialized in:Weapons/Engineer/Demolitions/Radio/Medicine/Operations and Intelligence/Languages/Free Fall Parachuting/Scuba etc...etc...etc), are preparing for a night infiltration parachute drop. We're camo'd up and all our gear is laid out but it's too soon to 'chute up' so we have some time on our hands and our team leader starts talking to another team's leader about whose team is the toughest(Rut Roh :frown2: these 24 guys are neither ashamed of nor afraid of doing any thing especially if it's filthy and disgusting[to normal people that is/citizens/and any other service member not in SF.Air Force and Coast Guard especially found us morally reprehensible:blush2::nonod:]). Soooooooooo............The bet is........... a case of beer to the team whose chosen one can make the other team's chosen one smile or laugh first with out harming him or talking. Snake(5 letter code names that each team member had),our guy comes front and center and squares off with their guy. At first nothing much is happening,they're just making faces and offering obscene gestures like: drop trousers(Sf guys don't wear under wear although their girl friend's panties[preferably unwashed] are sown into their Green Berets as a lining:eek6:) with your back to the opponent and bend over smiling at opponent while flipping him the 'bird' under a 'full moon'. Boy howdy a large crowd is now starting to gather with the SF guys making side bets and the Air Force throwing up and wanting to call the security police. Next their guy leans over and kisses Snake. Not to be out done, Snake grabs the other guy's head in his hands and puts a lip lock on him while slipping him the tongue:eek6::devil:. Things are getting serious now and all bets are doubled. The Air Force is checking the sky to see whether lightning is going to strike them dead. Their guy grabs Snake's crotch and starts slowly rubbing. Snake,with perspiration beads rolling off and eyes as big as silver dollars,unbuttons their guy's fly and removes the 'object in question'. Well...........they both fall to the ground rolling in hysterical laughter(at exactly the same time...hhhmmm).After the proper official rules that they did not 'take a mutually agreed upon dive', the SF guys declare a draw and all bets are off. The Air Force shouts, "chute up and load the aircraft you degenerate disgusting sick'oes!"
Well,ever wonder what caliber of of personnel your tax dollars can purchase? Now you know. My wife once said to me that it was a good thing that these people(she included me:beer) were in SF as other wise they would have made excellent criminals.

Jason
De Oppresso Libre
and
To Go In Harm's Way

 

Hey, uh, Johngo, how do we feel now about having asked? It was Rae's coy allusion that we were wondering about though, wasn't it.

 

:shocked:

 

I've spent some time with the elite forces. Seals, Army SF, Rangers. Sometimes it seemed that the "Special" moniker did not apply just to their skill sets.

 

You are RIGHT ON there.They(we) are special as in they just barely graduated from a Special Education School for the highly intelligent but criminally insane.:ihih:ut: They(we)are the most highly trained,educated,sophisticated,daring,dashing,bunch of degenerate,disgusting,slightly sociopathic patriots that ever walked the earth:lol:. But then just think of the circumstances: guys who volunteer to fight just for high adventure, the adrenaline rush and close male bonding in life and death situations.:crazy:They(we) have to be/almost certainly must be slightly TWISTED to begin with,yes?:cornut:

Jason
De Oppresso Libre
and
To Go In Harm's Way

 

Well, I always wondered if it was the training, or the individual who was willing to submit themselves to that training to begin with. A little bit of both, I guess. One thing I know is that modesty and shyness were not a part of the character. Naked Wednesdays and all.. :crazy: