ng cavscout

MOUT is actually Military Operations in Urban Terrain.

You can't fool me, I know you have enlisted the trees onto your side, they have the same general intelligence as you, and they fit nicely into the hive mind. Now, be a good boy and send me a turn. There we go, internet is still active...

Hmmm, no posts for about 2 hours now. Sir Real must be really engrossed in the new Ace of Base cassette he picked up at the MALL. Either that, or he is trying to figure out why the trees keep exploding around his troops. Yes, it is a busy day in the workers socialist democratic republic, or whatever name Sweden is going by now. First a trip to the MALL, then a homework assignment from his sugar daddy. Wow, will you need a nap after all the excitement Slurp Riddle? You didn't, by chance, pick up a bar of soap at the MALL did you?

Instead of making fun of Boo-Boo you could SEND A FREAKING TURN.

That team is kind of a letdown to a real swede, since they're a bit below the usual standards we are accustomed to. Not bad, you understand, just a bit, well, too plastic. Anyway, stop saying nice things and check your mail instead. I shall expect turn #1 on my return from the shopping mall. /SirReal </font>

Thanks SirReal, now I have to find something nice to say.. ummmm, I think the Swedish Bikini team is great, they really are, see...

http://www.mccoy.army.mil/ReadingRoom/Triad/06282002/105th.htm This is a photo of some of our guys last year at AT. I can't seem to get the picture to show up in here, if one of you computer geeks.. I mean gurus can figure it out, I would appreciate it.

Here you go, off in the grass and everything. These photo's are of an infantry battalion in my brigade, the photo's of our cav troop won't post here for some reason.

but if we move them off the concrete, we might get dirty!!!! A swede afraid of the snow. hmmmm, that is kind of ironic. well, my purchases are sent, just waiting on him now. Gameyness is not my style, not that I have any style, but if I did, it wouldn't be gameyness!!! My style is more the afro, zodiac medallion, and polyester bell bottomed leisure suit, unfortunately, my wife won't let me dress like that, she says it will damage the twins in utero.... well, she may have a point.

wanted to post these, just because they are cool as heck.

I am in the 32nd Separate Infantry Brigade, the descendant of the 32nd Infantry Division, which has the record for most consecutive days in combat. "Combat Time 654 days of combat (15,696 hours) - more than any U.S. division in any war. This represents 48% of the total time the U.S. was in World War II. 41 months overseas, over 21 of them spent in combat. " http://www.e-2-127.org/history/ww2/32ww2.html

Conclusion of AAR for the "scenario" IL be seeing you played against Joe Shaw Well, this sordid tale finally draws to a close. The heroic, but immobilized King Tiger finally succumbed to the onslaught of Socialist airpower. But not before the gallant TC was slain by spalling armor, resulting in the grief stricken crew dropping their concentration for a crucial moment. They will be remembered. My Wirblewind crew spotted a Soviet AT gun in some woods, and scouted it out. Retreating back to their hiding place after receiving fire from the copse of woods hiding the gun. I never did receive the final file from Joe Shaw , but he says that I exited a humble 650 points of forces from the map, granting him a measly tactical victory. Lessons learned, be very careful in accepting "introductory scenarios" from strangers. Soviet pilots are poor shots. J. Shaw is rather senile and occasionally has to be prodded into sending a turn. Swedes haven't quite discovered the joy of the shower, too engrossed in Ingmar Bergman films I guess.

"Forgotten Soldier" by Guy Sager or Sajer "Cross of Iron" by Willi Heinreich the alternate histories of the "In the Balance" series by Harry Turtledove are interesting. another "what if" that was very interesting was "SS/GB" by Len Deighton.

Damn chipmunk, she promised she would keep her muzzle shut!!!!!!!

Great and Grand master Shaw, thanks for the turn , I am sure that it was my mistake and not a sign of your approaching senility that it took so long to show up in my in box. Sir Real, I am glad that you have standards, maybe not standards of hygiene, but standards none the less. By all means stick to your guns, assuming that your congenital lack of manual dexterity (damn opposable thumbs are so tricky aren't they?) allows you to use guns, and deny my challenge. Perhaps when your Absolut soaked brain is coherent again, and your lusts have finally been sated on the wandering flocks of Lemmings that are recently attracting your attention, (hey, can't blame you there, when they shake those hind quarters.. umm, nevermind, was that out loud?) then maybe we will meet again and contest on the field of honor. Until I meet your requirements as an opponent, or at least until you discover the joy of soap, I withdraw my challenge. at least I did something against Shaw, my self esteem has rebounded at last!!! Even though it only amounted to dying at a slightly slower rate than usual.....

Well, there you have it, in black and white. What could be more clear eh? OBVIOUSLY Sir Real (spelt but not bolded) need not accept the unacceptable. Well done Sir Real (spelt but not bolded), well done indeed, hold the feet of the swine (singular or plural at your pleasure) to the coals until they stand and deliver a PROPER challenge. Joe </font>

Well, the fact that you want to challenge me is slightly amusing, somewhat offending but not at all witty. The rest of it was like reading Sir Nidans old posts all over again. Hmm... you haven't been sneaking peeks at old Peng threads, have you? I find it appaling that the only thing you hamburgerquaffing* potheads can come up with to use for a taunting is my nationality. I think it shows a staggering lack of imagination and, well, wit. Nope. Not enough panache, nor enough style. I suggest you allow your poor overtaxed bowels some rest over the night and try again in the morning. Perhaps you could try quaffing some burgers with an extra large helping of bovine feces. I think you really could use that extra push! /SirReal * Only someone Brave living in the land of the Free could truly quaff a hamburger! </font>

You did? Where? Let's see. A challenge is a post intended to offend a single party, to entice them to the field of combat. It is witty, shows style and panache^*. Now consider that I haven't responded. Consider that the Olde Ones still encourage you to challenge me. Consider that you are a SSN, and that the total sum of your knowledge is less than the amount of excrement a fly can pass in one minute. All of these clues add up. Since you obviously haven't mastered addition yet, let me help you out. You haven't made a credible challenge!. Try again, little grasshopper, and perhaps the winds of inspiration will lift your soul to the height at which you might find the strength to squeeeeze those sphincter muscles and produce something worth responding to. /SirReal ^* Look it up, poster boy! </font>

No, that is your hearing aid echoing. Must be the humidity down in Florida getting to the wiring, you should have it looked at.

rune, grun, groin, whatever your name is, sorry, still kind of blurry from the air bombardment that JS gave me I am not your attack dog, if you wish to molest SirReal, then by all means, go ahead. I already extended a challenge to the sweaty swede, but he appears to of fallen back on his country's traditional "neutrality" (which I believe is actually a play for time so we won't notice the declining numbers of reindeer herds caused by chronic molestation.... Worse than Kiwi's to be honest) rather than sally forth into honest combat.

dang double posting [ July 14, 2003, 03:17 PM: Message edited by: NG cavscout ]

I know many of us have spent countless hours in pondering what strange course of events could of led to the presence of a creature like Nidan1 here in our idyllic little community, well, thanks to some Chilean scientists, the riddle is solved. from http://famulus.msnbc.com/FamulusIntl/reuters07-11-101500.asp?reg=AMERICAS "The sperm whale, made famous by Herman Melville's Moby Dick, is the largest of the toothed whales and dives deeper than any other whale. The males measure up to 65 feet (20 meters) in length and weigh about 50 tonnes. When a sperm whale dies at sea, it rots until it becomes a ''skeleton suspended in a semi-liquid mass within a bag of skin and blubber,'' the scientists said. Eventually, the skin tears and the bones sinks while the skin and blubber float. ''This washes up and has the appearance of an octopus because the spermaceti organ keeps its bulky shape,'' they added. The spermaceti is a large bulbous organ that forms a sort of forehead and contains a milky wax which early whalers likened to sperm fluid." Well, that explains it, and we all know that NY is notoriously lax on its entrance requirements. I am glad I could help clear up that mystery. You are welcome.

If not that, at least a cheese assortment. </font>

You might of read a book???? Good for you!!!!! I am sure it had lots of pretty pictures, and that you got through it with hardly any help at all. Keep it up.