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A-58 · Aug 1, 2018

TD-Tommy776 said: ↑

You're right. Those are not regulation Star Fleet glasses. Damn posers.
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Damn poser, no way, he's a damn hoser!

George Patton · Aug 1, 2018

USMCPrice said: ↑

I'd never heard of Red Dwarf until you mentioned it. I Wikied it and it sounds interesting I'll have to check it out.

Lou, CAC actually knows of the place George Patton saw in his Remote Viewing session. The location actually exists; and it's in Australia the rumored home country of Jane/James Quirk, this just lends additional credence to the information George Patton retrieved during the remote viewing session!

I'll continue:
...George was in a deep trance, he was speaking out loud, describing in rich detail what he was observing. I had a tape recorder running and was taking written notes of important details. The information was flowing fast and furiously. Then I saw the flash of lightning outside and I don't know if it was the electro-magnetic disturbance or if the lightning caused some disruption of the psycho; correction psychic realm, but George got off track. He was babbling about the Yellowstone cauldera, some chick named Linda Moulton Howe, Area 51, Whitley Strieber, I slapped him to try and bring him back around. He opened one eye and said, "You didn't do what I think you just did, beeaatch!" I said, "I'm sorry Alan I didn't know what else to do." His face turned purple with rage and the veins in his neck popped out like pieces of rope, "You didn't, you DID NOT DO what I think you just did! You called me by my real name instead of my code name! What were you thinking!" he said. "So we just ignore all security protocols now. Is that what I'm hearing?" he continued to scream. I was starting to get mad myself now, "George, I said I'm sorry. You can take it or leave it, but you keep pushing and it's going to get ugly." He looked at me and said, "What do you mean by that." I reverted back into leatherneck mode, threw up a knife hand, clenched my teeth and growled, "What I mean is you bow up on me, you'll be going to the hospital and I'll be going to jail. Your call!" George looked shocked, then he looked serene and said simply, "I have a tank." My anger immediately cooled like lava hitting the ocean, and I meekly replied, "Yes sir. I'm sorry. Musta' lost my head."

With all the psychic effort and drama, George was drained. He looked exhausted and we both agreed to call it a night and resume our efforts in the morning. On my way out to my tent I dug into my backpack searching for one of the jars of clear liquid. On my way up to Canada I'd stopped near Blacksburg, VA to see an old friend and purchase some shine. Dudes, family produced some of the best ever from an old family recipe over 250 years old. The stuff was clear, smooth and kicked like a mule. You could drink till you passed out and wake up the next morning without a hangover it was so pure. I bought four, one quart mason jars of the stuff for my trip up north. My hand came to rest on one of the jars and I pulled it out, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of the smoothest, liquid heaven you've ever tasted. As I was walking towards the tent I passed several (three or four) native american lasses that were working at George's compound. They were attractive, but a little on the heafty side. Not fat or obese mind you, just a little thick, plenty of curves. I smiled, tipped my hat and said "good evening" as I passed each one, and they smiled demurely back. I finally got to my tent, lit a campfire and sat on a log, sipping my liquid gold. I was about half way through my jar, the fire was getting low and I tried to stand and go get some more wood. "Damn, my legs don't work." I decided I'd had enough, screwed the lid on the jar, rolled off the log and drug myself towards my tent using my arms. Once I got in the tent, I was unable to operate the zipper on my sleeping bag so I just curled up on top of it and passed out. I woke up several times freezing, but was still too drunk to operate the bag. I just curled up a little more and passed back out.
Around four in the morning I woke up, still wrecked and someone was snuggled up with me. Ahh, one of the indian chicks I thought. She was licking the back of my neck and ear.Then she would nuzzle me. Wow, I thought, I probably wouldn't pick them up in a bar, but hey, I'm up in the wilds of Canada, why not. I got aroused, shucked off my clothes and threw down. I was tearing it up, she was screaming like a wild animal and digging her fingernails into my back. At one point I thought, hmmm, she's a little bit hairy. I thought American Indians had sparse body hair. Maybe they don't shave their legs and stuff up here because of the cold, no big deal, I'm tearin' this sheet up! We went at it for at least an hour and a half. I'm not in as good of shape as when I was in the military and PT'ing all the time, so I was starting to get a little winded. She was still writhing around and screaming like a banshee, but I just couldn't go anymore. Dawn was just breaking, I got up, put on my underwear and staggered outside to take a leak. I saw George and the three Indian women sitting on the front porch of the house. They weren't quite as attractive as I remember from the night before ('shine goggles). Then I thought, through my alcohol addled brain, three? If there's three on the porch, who's in my tent? I turned around and a fairly small, female black bear limped out of my tent and headed for the woods, a look of sheer terror on it's face. I walked over to the porch and George said, "wonder what happened to that bear?" "Never seen one walk that funny before." Then he looked at me and said, "Dude, what happened to your back?" "Long story George and I'd really prefer not to talk about it!"
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I can attest to the validity of the story. Especially the part regarding the concubinage of our esteemed Southern gentlemen with the bear. In fact, the bear approached me after to file a #MeToo complaint. In light of the 20,001 pages of government paperwork I needed to fill out afterwards, I seriously question why I ever permitted you access to my compound. AND you repay me for my psychic services by revealing my name on the internet? I think we need to have a long talk -- preferably one with plenty of Jack Daniels. No more of that shit from Blacksburg Virginia -- it caused a gastric incident which was much more severe than even the Taco Bell takeout with extra hot sauce I had tonight for dinner.

A-58 · Aug 2, 2018

Enough with that Trekkie nerd. Here's his sister:

Poser? I think not.

OpanaPointer · Aug 2, 2018

Looks high maintenance.

USMCPrice · Aug 2, 2018

A-58 said: ↑

Enough with that Trekkie nerd. Here's his sister:

Poser? I think not.
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That's not his sister. That's actually a stripper President Trump hired, (well actually his lawyer handled the physical transfer of the cash), to act as a recruiter for his new "Space Force". Hot woman, Star Trek uniform, draws techno nerds by the hundreds. First day at a Star Trek convention in California she signed up 642 new recruits. All she had to do is talk and act seductively and they were signing as quick as she could slide the recruiting forms under their pens. Not a one asked for a signing bonus because they thought she "really" liked them. They built a new underground barracks at Area 51 that resembles their parents basement and the new uniform is designed to be reminiscent of Federation. Originally, they tried to hire Kaley Cuoco as their initial recruiting agent since she has a demonstrated power over most nerds (except Shelton Cooper). Unfortunately, her fee was a bit high and there were numerous conflicts with her filming schedule. A enterprising NCO came up with the idea of slapping a one size too small Trekkie uniform on a well built stripper and using her as a stand in. Genius!
The stripper is under West Coast recruiting command, the East Coast command has hired Adrianne Palicki (Commander Kelly Grason on the Orville). Her initial recruiting attempt was at a Star Trek Convention in the Boston area where she recruited 731 individuals in an eight hour period wearing her USS Orville uniform. Her next attempt was at a ComicCon convention in Philadelphia. Knowing that she'd played Wonder Woman in an NBC pilot, her handlers opted to have her dressed as Wonder Woman for the morning session and as Cmdr. Grayson for the afternoon session, she recruited an additional 883 individuals. For her next appearance in New York, recruiting command changed her uniform slacks for a short skirt to show off her legs and recruitment hit 1402 in a six hour period.

OpanaPointer · Aug 2, 2018

And THAT reminds me of a Heinlein story about women joining the Space Forces and the trouble the military had designing a spacesuit that didn't make the women look naked or like Brownie Scouts. The final winner? A spacesuit that didn't have any gender features.

LRusso216 · Aug 2, 2018

USMCPrice said: ↑

That's not his sister. That's actually a stripper President Trump hired, (well actually his lawyer handled the physical transfer of the cash), to act as a recruiter for his new "Space Force". Hot woman, Star Trek uniform, draws techno nerds by the hundreds. First day at a Star Trek convention in California she signed up 642 new recruits. All she had to do is talk and act seductively and they were signing as quick as she could slide the recruiting forms under their pens. Not a one asked for a signing bonus because they thought she "really" liked them. They built a new underground barracks at Area 51 that resembles teir parents basement and the new uniform is designed to be reminiscent of Federation. Originally, they tried to hire Kaley Cuoco as their initial recruiting agent since she has a demonstrated power over most nerds (except Shelton Cooper). Unfortunately, her fee was a bit high and there were numerous conflicts with her filming schedule. A enterprising NCO came up with the idea of slapping a one size too small Trekkie uniform on a well built stripper and using her as a stand in. Genius!
The stripper is under West Coast recruiting command, the East Coast command has hired Adrianne Palicki (Commander Kelly Grason on the Orville). Her initial recruiting attempt was at a Star Trek Convention in the Boston area where she recruited 731 individuals in an eight hour period wearing her USS Orville uniform. Her next attempt was at a ComicCon convention in Philadelphia. Knowing that she'd played Wonder Woman in an NBC pilot, her handlers opted to have her dressed as Wonder Woman for the morning session and as Cmdr. Grayson for the afternoon session, she recruited an additional 883 individuals. For her next appearance in New York, recruiting command changed her uniform slacks for a short skirt to show off her legs and recruitment hit 1402 in a six hour period.
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Sounds plausible to me. Where do I sign up? I know for sure it's really me she's pining for.

A-58 · Aug 12, 2018

And the twits just keep on coming!

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