Stupid Drunk Tricks
The big news here in Idaho this week comes from an Idaho politician -- State Sen. John McGee (Party of Personal Responsibility - Caldwell) -- whose story went international after he was charged with grand theft and DUI:
Tracey Carleton said her two teenage sons woke her up about 2 a.m. Sunday, saying a drunk man had jack-knifed the neighbor’s Ford Excursion and a 20-foot trailer in their large south Boise yard. The man had wandered around the property, up and down the road and eventually went to sleep in the vehicle’s back seat.None of us is perfect. I personally destroyed an outhouse as part of the drunken celebration after the Activities Banquet my senior year in high school (I was named "All Around Boy"). In the Navy, I managed to avoid doing really stupid things when I was drunk, but I did have some shipmates who weren't so lucky.
Another vehicle and trailer on the Carleton’s property were damaged along with the neighbor’s Excursion and trailer, she said...
...Ada County sheriff’s deputies later identified the man as John McGee. Deputies said McGee had begun drinking at a golf course at about 10 p.m. Saturday. At some point, McGee left the clubhouse on foot, eventually coming upon a parked truck and trailer about three houses down from the Carleton’s.
Deputies arrived at the scene at 3 a.m. and found McGee in the truck. McGee told deputies he was headed to Jackpot, Nev. McGee was taken to the Ada County Jail where he registered a blood alcohol content of .15 on a breath test, nearly twice the legal limit of .08. He was booked into the jail at 4:27 a.m. Sunday.
When I was on the Group staff on the USS John C. Stennis (CVN 74) back in 2000, I was standing inport duty while moored at Jebel Ali when we got a call that one of the pilots from the Marine squadron was in jail in Dubai. It turns out that he had stolen a hotel courtesy van and driven it lots of places where he wasn't supposed to, and ended up mooning the Dubai cops who came to arrest him. The upshot was that the Admiral had to come off the golf course to apologize personally to the Chief of Police in order to get him released back to our custody. That resulted in the only Admiral's Mast we had on that deployment, and the guy lost his flight quals, along with the civilian airline job he had lined up for when he was getting out of the Navy in three months. (One of the few other Submarine officers on the carrier got put in hack for the next two port visits because he had signed out as the guy's official "liberty buddy".)
What's the dumbest thing you've ever seen done by a drunken Sailor?
posted by Bubblehead at 2:22 PM
67 Comments:
I saw a sober A-ganger eat some dried vomit from the back of a liberty van to win a $20 bet.
6/22/2011 2:50 PM
We had an LDO (former nuke MM) get drunk in Rosyth after a rugby match. Local cops picked him up and he took a swing at them. They cold cocked him and brought him back to the boat. I was the duty chief and helped carry him back aboard. At east until he came to and said "get your enlisted swine hands off of me." So I did.
He spent the remainder of the deployment in hack.
6/22/2011 3:36 PM
A fellow 3rd class Mid on summer cruise with me, returned from liberty and promptly walked directly across the LPD's flight deck and off the outboard side. I heard the splash as I entered the ship, I was in no condition to check on him..
6/22/2011 3:42 PM
We were in Singapore some time ago (2008), and though I didn't witness it. One of our E-4s shattered a plate glass window. Thankfully, we successfully finished that port visit with no other major issues and we managed to leave port with him on board - cane free.
6/22/2011 4:18 PM
That's right, no screwing around in Singapore. They'll take you to the police station, bend you over a table and cane your bare butt with 4 or 5 strokes. I don't mean a salvo of love taps either. Because I've heard the marks don't go away very quickly. Try explaining that to a dermatologist if you had to.
6/22/2011 4:53 PM
I remember in Bermuda, '78, that certain airdales were conducting a mock cat launch off the pier in Hamilton, with the CMC's car. Copious amounts of rum swizzles were involved, and the car got it's engine spooled up prior to the acting cat officer slapping the deck and the brakes being released. Everyone had actually expected the 3rd class behind the wheel to reapply the brakes, but instead we watched as car & driver accelerated and launched off the end of the "flight deck" and into the bay. Driver exited the "aircraft" just fine, but it took a truck and several hundred dollars (apparently) to get the car back out of the water and back into operating shape.
6/22/2011 4:56 PM
Nothing pisses me off more than when guys come back to the boat and for some reason feel they have to piss in someone's rack, rather than walk the 15 feet to the head.
However, the best was this your LTJG on the "deuce deuce" who was infamous for getting drunk, buying rounds for the crew, and have to be carried down (dropped down) the weapon shipping hatch.
AHHH, the goodtimes.
6/22/2011 5:48 PM
Backin 1977 we were in Cocoa Beach and on the first ship's liberty for this PCU Submarine's crew. There was lots of Drunk and Disorderly by all hands. There was a rumor the XO ditched the CO at a bar and drove off with the Ship's vehicle.
Long about midnight one *very* large A-ganger had staggered back to the boat and was pissing on the outboard side of the sail. This got the COB (who was warning us about 'schnakes in the bushssess' torqued enough to push the A-ganger into the water. Topside watch calls "Man Overboard" on the 1-MC. We hauled #1 out and not 10 minutes later a 2nd guy fell in (or was pushed). "Man Overboard" again. We hauled #2 out. When the 3rd guy fell in we heard "Man Over.. Aw, Fuck it" and they just kept a good watch and pulled the midnight swimmers back in.
Next day's muster we threw XO off the pier and most of the crew jumped in as well. Same on the 3rd day. On the 4th day he came to muster in swim trunks and wearing a Mae West.
Good times with a good crew
6/22/2011 5:49 PM
Way back in 72 a Nuke LTJG walked up to a bunch of drunken sailors in Subic and ordered them back to the base as they were being "Drunk and disorderly...."
We got him back from the base hospital when we returned to port about a month later.
Problem was this didn't smarten him up at all....
6/22/2011 6:24 PM
0200 on a duty night during a PVST to Rosie Roads, received an emergency 1mc report for all swimmers and divers to muster topside. A sailor from one of the skimmers was driving a shipmate and his girlfriend back to the boat and they failed to realize the road they were driving on to the boat was actually a pier that ended sooner than they expected. Fortunately they all got out and the water was shallow, but it was a good qual dive!
6/22/2011 7:37 PM
Sitting in the wardroom of the sub during the tail end of decommissioning writing the midnight entry as the EDO when the phone rings. As it was late Friday night/early Saturday morning, I though this was passing strange as who the heck would want to call us at this hour of the night?
I answered the phone and fire off the spiel of this being a non-secure line and asked how I could help the caller. The caller identified himself as the Duty Chief from Squadron and asked to speak with the SDO. I mentioned that the SDO was asleep for his 3am tour and that as I was the EDO, perhaps I could help the Duty Chief? He replied that "you might want to get the SDO..." Oh my....
I drag the SDO out of bed (enduring insults as to why I could not take a simple message) and he answers the phone....a couple of affirmative answers and he mentions the CO's name. He then hangs up the phone, looks at me and asks "guess who just got picked up for DUI by the local police"!!
When St. Peter and I review my life I am sure that we will spend some time discussing the "happy dance" that the SDO and I did in the wardroom that night following this news...
CO was gone before Monday morning colors....
6/22/2011 7:43 PM
Our XO puked on the quarterdeck watch's shoes after a Swan River wine cruise.
I don't think much happened to him (Dec 1987?) which is fine, as he was understanding during my XOM. "Brought a pair of strippers on board? One of them flashed the Missouri and Puller, pissing off the CDO? What say you remain aboard the rest of this port visit?"
6/22/2011 8:14 PM
Beer on the pier in Jebel Ali, UAE WESTPAC 95 on the Vinson (yeah, submariner stranded on a skimmer). Airedale got so drunk he passed out, had a heart attack and died. Something about drinking to excess in 100+ degree temps.
Most awesome thing I ever saw. Same WESTPAC anchored off Oman in said Vinson and tons of sailors enroute for deepsea fishing trips. All got skunked. My guy fishing off ELL 3 landed a striped Marlin. Oman sucked though........
6/22/2011 8:20 PM
In Nawiliwili sleeping aboard the diesel boat my first morning after relieving as XO, I get a 0700 fone call from the Lihue police.
"Do you want to pick up your officer - we're have him in a holding cell?"
"I'll send someone over - what's he in for?"
"He hit another vehicle and put the driver in the hospital, but looks like she'll be OK."
"What was he driving?"
"A Navy carryall."
"Who'd he hit?"
"Our dispatcher on her way to work."
"Oh."
When we recovered the ship's officer, I told him to meet us in Kailua on our next port stop in a week, staying in Kauai (on leave with his hotel and flight to Maui at his own expense) to square everything with everybody, the police, the injured party, and the Navy at Barking Sands who'd lent us the truck. He did get it squared away. I discussed the situation with SubPac's JAG (later Secretary of the Navy) and he was OK with the handling of it. (Also a week later discussed with him the drunken pier fight at Kailua, sailor with a broken arm - welcome aboard, XO; how ya like the crew?).
Was drink involved in the first incident? Not an element of the case as far as the Lihue police were concerned (they went out of their way to be good to the Navy), but the officer had been partying with the former XO until about 0500 and had the accident on his way back from dropping the former XO off at his hotel on the beach. The officer driving the Navy vehicle served successfully (and quietly) to the end of his tour and then proceeded duty assigned.
6/22/2011 8:28 PM
I was on a Loran Station in the Med back in 1977. New XO came on board. He and the XO he was relieving took the Fiat flatbed in to town. New XO was driving on the way back. Both shitfaced. Went off the road. New XO busted up his face. That was our introduction to "Wild Bill". No punishment whatsoever. That was the Coast Guard in the '70's.
6/23/2011 5:22 AM
An A-ganger in Thailand got fairly drunk, and after his liberty buddy went to bed this guy went back out to another hotel and wandered up and down the stairs for several minutes.
Then, he pulled a fire extinguisher off the wall (tested it properly), then discharged it. As security came around the corner, this guy discharged the rest of the extinguisher at the security guard, who promptly ran away screaming.
Then this A-ganger destroyed some junction box, eliminating all TV in the hotel, and was picked up by police. They gave him back to us the next morning, and all we had to day was pay for the damages at the hotel ($3k, which I'm sure was inflated).
Luckily, the entire thing was caught on the hotel's security cameras, so we had good video to watch of the whole thing. And in a tribute to the A-div's training program, he did test the fire extinguisher before discharging it.
6/23/2011 6:35 AM
Med deployment in late 70s. Boat pulled into Italy. Two sailors out drinking heavily on the weekend. First sailor decided to borrow a moped parked in front of a shop. As he rode away, the moped's owner ran out of the shop, shouting the Italian equivalent of "Stop, thief!" A nearby policeman pulled out his pistol and aimed at the first sailor. The second sailor tackled the policeman before he could get off a shot. Both sailors ended up in jail.
Big Navy said give them back to us and we'll make sure they appear in court on Monday morning. The Italian authorities gave them back, but the boat suddenly went to sea and never returned.
Up to its decommissioning at Pearl Harbor, the boat was still getting bills in the mail from Italian attorneys that were involved in the fiasco.
6/23/2011 6:42 AM
Drunk FNG urinated in the ice maker, thinking it was the head. We didn't have ice for months.
6/23/2011 7:24 AM
While duty officer in port in Yokosuka in the mid ninteen sixties, a highly intoxicated TM came back from liberty, went to the torpedo room, took a loaded 45 from the room watches locker and proceeded to fire a shot that struck a MK 14 torpedo. Fortunately, it missed a much more sensitive torpedo stowed next to the Mk 14. The young man was subdued by the duty chief and departed the boat forever the next morning.
6/23/2011 9:13 AM
Second boat, on Westpac, pulled into Guam (where I had been stationed recently). ET2/SS (nuke type) got more badass the drunker he got, with the predictable result. One night he got so badass he decided to jump a SEAL. I learned two things about SEALS that night:
1--They never travel alone.
2--One of their philosophies is the only "fair" fight is the one you walk away from.
6/23/2011 10:02 AM
Ouch. . . the stupid SHALL be punished.
6/23/2011 10:09 AM
Back in the late 80's, the EM club on Charleston Naval Base had "Marine Night". The John C Marshall was in, so there was one table in the middle of the room with 4 drunk SEALS. They were taunting the root full of Marines with as much trash talk as possible. The drunker the Marines got, the louder and more obnoxious the SEALS got. Oddly, none of the Marines made any move to quiet the SEALS. . . Smart Marines.
6/23/2011 10:30 AM
I joined my diesel boat in the CSNY when it returned from a Med cruise.
We had an ETSN(SS) confined to the boat at the time.
He evidently had gotten pretty drunk in Naples and bought a pistol.
Standing in front of a Naples Police Station he began shooting his new gun.
Lucky for him the police didn't shoot him when they ran out to see what was going on.
He stayed restricted to the boat for a looooong time and lost a crow in the process.
6/23/2011 11:48 AM
Back in '06 on 713 we had midshipmen aboard for summer cruises. Between underways they stayed with us a few days in port and one along with a skimmer PO from the tender got drunk, the middie drove, got pulled over by GPD and arrested. But what makes it funnier is he tried to pull a "Do you know who I am?!!? He was on the boat shortly after but missed his flight (back to Annapolis I think). I happened to overhear the officer in charge of them telling him he would likely be kicked out of school and have to repay everything. And he told him that like he was asking someone to get him a cup of coffee. He ended up staying on the boat about a week (on restriction more or less) and he was like a shy animal. He mostly stayed in the wardroom or 9 man and when we saw him he was usually going to one of those places.
6/23/2011 1:19 PM
Sometime around 1996-1997, we were in San Diego when one of our nuke ET's got a Dear John letter from his girlfriend. Apparently in response to this he wrote a somewhat nasty reply letter and popped it in the ship's mailbag.
He then went out on the town, and came back a couple hours later skunk drunk... and proceeded to try to scale the razor-wire topped fence of the base's post office. He was eventually pulled down from said fence by security police on base, and returned to the ship.
The letter had not actually left the ship yet, so why he was trying to break into the base post office is a bit of a mystery.
Lost a chevron, restricted to the ship, etc. but went on to finish his tour and was not de-nuked.
6/23/2011 1:22 PM
No drug use stories yet.....interesting.
Had some shipmates beat up a recchione in Italy.
Another group of shipmates stole a car in Gibraltar.
This was late eighties Med Run on a boat not to be named.
6/23/2011 3:12 PM
When I was a mid my roommate went out one Saturday night and got wasted (as usual). He had spent the day folding his laundry and had them still arrayed on his desk (which is below the bed). When he returned (noisily), I pretended to be asleep as he climbed into bed, rolled over, and threw up, starting a river of vomit that flowed down to the formerly clean laundry.
6/23/2011 3:41 PM
OK hash pipe... I'll bite
When I reported aboard the Philly in '84 the nuke MMs were quite the salty crew after doing an around the world cruise and pulling off a stunt that is mentioned in Blind Mans Bluff.
The locker in the overhead above the lube oil purifiers had over 200 tally marks scratched in the side for the number of bowls smoked on the last med run.
We went to the yards shortly thereafter and I can't tell you how much pot and liquor came off that boat - in the middle of the night.
6/23/2011 7:33 PM
Drunk story..
On the Philly in '86-'87, the EM chief came back drunk one night in St. Croix. Tried to swing down on the ladder, missed the first rung and down he went. By some act of God, he went straight through the middle hatch without hitting anything and crashed into the deck plate at the bottom of the ladder.
We were all watching a movie in crews mess when we heard the giant crash. He came stumbling into CM and on to the goat locker.
He was pretty beat up and sore the next day and the deck plate forever was dished in where he hit.
6/23/2011 7:37 PM
Was down in Florida, not sure which port. Weapons officer went to vist his ex-wife, who resided there. Her boyfriend was there when he showed up. A tussle ensued, and he bit off part of the guy's ear. Alcohol was involved.
He was turned over by local police straight to the boat, without a stop at jail.
Said later it crunched like cucumber...
For whatever reason, no charges were ever pressed by anyone, and the incident resulted in nothing happening that I can recall.
6/23/2011 8:40 PM
A chained dancing bear in Pattaya Beach, diesel boat, of course. The bear was repeatedly sticking out a very long tongue. Drunk FTC gave the bear a french kiss and lost a good part of his tongue and lip. Iteresting SITRERP we had to send off.
6/23/2011 9:08 PM
I did a bunch of stupid things back in the 60's. But when my son came home on leave in the 90's I have a beautiful video of a real drunken sailor.
6/23/2011 9:55 PM
Got my dolphins while cranking as a 2nd class (nuke), and the next port we pulled into was Rodman Panama. Got hammered out at the base bar, stumbled back top the boat, and stopped to shoot the sh!t with topside. I have no rememberances of anything past leaving the bar until waking up very hung over for morning quarters the next day. Apparently while I was talking with the topside watch the COB came back to the boat and I totally went off on him saying things like "Who the hell do you think you are making ME!, a QUALIFIED 2nd class petty officer, NUKE even, crank on the mess decks when there are 15 non-quals in the seamen gang!" Apparently the COB was so stunned that he gaped at me as I stumbled down into the boat and to my rack. I ended up with an extra 15 day on the mess decks, but I was the crews hero for the rest of the deployment.
6/24/2011 4:50 AM
In the late 1980s, a 637 pulled into St. Croix on the north side of the pier. The south side of the pier was reserved for cruise ships, so the pier had an extremely tall, portable stairs tower for embarking and debarking passengers. Returning from liberty while wildly drunk, one of the boat's A-gangers decided to dive off of the tower into the water. A slight miscalculation resulted in him catching one of his knees on the edge of pier, suddenly ending his Naval career. A few inches shorter and it also would have ended his life.
6/24/2011 9:29 AM
For the "gift that keeps on giving," check out the Unalaska Police blotter blog (http://www.arctic.net/~veda/index_files/Page374.html). These Dutch Harbor fishermen are impeded by neither the UCMJ, nor apparently, much gray matter. Some recent examples...
PC Alcohol – Officers observed an inebriate who was having great difficulty walking, due in part to his pants being wrapped around his knees. The inebriate was eventually taken into protective custody when officers were unable to locate a sober or responsible third party to care for him.
Public Safety - An officer advised an obviously intoxicated man, who was seated in the driver's seat of a vehicle outside the Harbor View Bar, that he should take a taxi rather than risk being arrested for DUI. The driver took the officer's advice. The driver's captain was less understanding and berated the officer for having taken away his designated driver.
6/24/2011 3:19 PM
As an old smoke boat sailor got too many drunk stories to tell. However, here's one. 1968 just reported to shore duty at FSTF Pearl Harbor. On a saturday went to the play-off fast pitch game at the ball park near the main gate at PH. sitting in the stands having a beer with a shipmate when I spot another TM I haven't seen in over 6 years. He comes and joins us. Turns out he's on the Carbonero SS-337 and just back from WesPac. Anyway I notice there is something wrong about his right arm as he is hoisting a beer. so I ask him, "What the hell's up with your arm?" He looks a little sheepish and tells me last night in Subic he got really ploughed. shipmates bring him back to the boat and drop him down the ATR hatch--Crash!! Then they throw him in his bunk. Boats underway for Pearl. this guy finally comes too a couple hours after departure and his arm is all swollen and hurts like hell. "Well you dumbshit says the Doc, your F******g arm is broke." Skipper tells the doc to set it they're not going back to Subic to get him to the hospital. Doc sets his arm its crooked, in a cast, two week tranist to PH. Now this guy has to go to Tripler have his arm re-broke and reset.
Keep a zero bubble.........
DBFTMC(SS)USNRET
6/24/2011 3:24 PM
Brand spank’n new Nav ET NUB decided to try a flaming Dr. Pepper. Problem was that he didn’t blow out the flame first. Yup flaming Dr. Pepper morphed into a flaming NUB. He had 2nd and 3rd degree burns to his mouth and face. The stupid shall be punished!
6/24/2011 3:30 PM
A flaming DP is a shot of Bacardi 151 which is to be dropped in to a pint of beer once the shot is ignited. Once you drop the shot in the beer the flames are gone and then you slam the pint and it tastes like a Dr. Pepper. Plus it'll fuck you up rather quickly which means no driving thereafter and try not to do it on an empty stomach.
If he tried blowing the flame out before dropping it, then the flame would have burned hotter and higher since it's enclosed in a shot glass. No wonder he burnt off his eye brows...Ouch.
6/24/2011 6:36 PM
More comments on stupid drunk tricks than on our newly selected submariner CNO...that must tell you something right there!
6/24/2011 7:34 PM
Drunk tricks? Gosh, where do I start? OK, on a 594 in SD during the late 80s COB comes to me and says XO wants to see you. I ask what for, COB says you will see. I go tap-tap on the door and XO says, I want you to be DAPA. Me, in a state of astonishment exclaim Nah BULLSHIT! I'm running this and that Div. short handed and this and this major collateral duties and besides I'm the bigest drunk on the ship! XO says, I don't want to hear your bullshit Chief, I spent 4 years of college in an alcoholic blackout. You got the job.
So mostly I was in charge of ordering piss bottles and assigning CPOs that annoyed me to doing the 'collection' when required. (I made more friends with that power.) I learned the Alcohol/Drug Rehab business is a huge money making industry that is like credit card companies loaning money to kids that can't pay the bill but what the hell, it's a new customer to make money off of whether you were truly helping a customer or not.
I did get to save a couple hard working blue jackets and cover up thier indiscretions after a closed door chat in the Goat Locker and 'fix' those who I did not deem worthy.
I did get to ride in a 'paddy wagon' to jail in Gibralter with a very drunk and belligerent A-Ganger. Seems the drunk was going down the street breaking mirrors and antennas off cars and some local called the COPs. Me and 3 other large fellas couldn't contain him so the COPs had no choice. That is a very serious jail..
6/24/2011 9:40 PM
More comments on stupid drunk tricks than on our newly selected submariner CNO...that must tell you something right there!
6/24/2011 7:34 PM
That's because drunken trickery (or futile attempts there of) and following stories are more fun to discuss. Why spend time being sober except when absolutely necessary when being piss drunk on a consistent basis is more fun?
Who says there's a problem with trying to see just how much pussy you can use up and how much beer you can down before you die? No man can do it alone that's why we have to have shipmates so we can form the required firing party. Need I say more gentlemen?
6/25/2011 1:22 AM
Our IC LPO fucked a retarded Italian chick. He was busted for coke possession a year later. Before that he had been command advanced to 1st Class.
TM1 Doles was busted down to 2nd class for drawing his 45 (Subrocs still) after IC1 Corbitt tried to punch him while on watch.
A xxxxxx smoked hash and later puked on the pier. High ranker now.
Not the best topic to bring up host...
6/25/2011 1:59 AM
Our MM1 A-gang LPO was walking along the wall that runs up the pier in Naples. When we told him to get his ass down before he falls. Instead of climbing down he figured he would just jump the 20 feet down. Factured both ankles and wrists and missed the rest of deployment. I don't even think he felt it. I wish I could remember more...
6/25/2011 9:45 AM
Still on the Vinson, second WESTPAC, new QMCS wangled his way on the CO's gig in Hong Kong long before liberty went down. Wasn't seen for the entire port call. 48 hours before departure I returned to the ship as I had "been there and done that" and had several T-shirts. Our NAV, an O-6, asked if I had seen the Senior Chief. I said I hadn't. Next day the NAV is beside himself with the departure looming and the charts for departure weren't ready. The new senior chief insisted he do them and I gladly dropped all that in his lap. I had been tapped by the NAV to hold navigation classes for all the JO riders on the ship. So the NAV got me to prep the charts, get the piloting brief typed up, write the MOVORD. 10 minutes before liberty expired for E-7 and above, he comes staggering in blind drunk and passes out in his rack. Next morning, he is absent the piloting brief with the CO, and the NAV and all department heads, absent the manuevering watch and subsequent underway. When he does show up, he is beside himself with rage and stinking to high heaven, that no one woke him up. The NAV restricted him to the ship during our Singapore visit. I had no respect for him and let it show quite clearly. He still made Master Chief. FUMU rules. I left the ship and the Navy at that point.
6/25/2011 4:07 PM
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6/25/2011 5:01 PM
So how come we aren't hearing about all the military fatalities that occurred due to excessive drinking during the last 30 years...traffic accidents for example?
6/25/2011 5:04 PM
Fuck You Mulligan. Now dry up and blow away you dumb bitch.
6/25/2011 5:14 PM
Oh, there are fatalities, but they aren't as fun to talk about.
Like the "A" ganger on the other crew who tried to climb out on the roof of a moving car to surf a la Teen Wolf while on a rare mid patrol port call. Fell off, died. Mid patrol port calls became rarer for a bit.
See, that wasn't fun.
6/25/2011 5:51 PM
Fuck You Mulligan. Now dry up and blow away you dumb bitch.
Would you notify me when it is suppose to hurt?
6/25/2011 9:23 PM
"So how come we aren't hearing about all the military fatalities that occurred due to excessive drinking during the last 30 years...traffic accidents for example?"
Same reason we don't hear about dying kids in Africa....Who cares?
6/25/2011 10:05 PM
Have stories.
On DDG 71-72ish coming back from NATO cruse about 2 hours out of Charleston we heave to for Marine to board for a drug search. They find a block of hash, looked like about 1/4kg. Problem was it was so old that it had to have been from a prior cruse. No one claimed to even know anything.
Long Beach 73 temp in SP walking outside the EM club guy comes out and pukes all over the stairs leading into the club and starts to walk away. I tell him he has to clean it up. His response was I have to clean it up. My response back is clean it up or spend the night in the brig and next morning talking to his capt. He volunteered to get a swab and bucket and clean.
Same DDG. Had a MM3, thin 6 ft, liked to drink and even more liked to fight. Practiced both frequently, was very good at both. I came back from a night of drinking myself and got challenged to a fight just for I think, breathing in his vicinity. His drinking buddy/cut man stopped him from killing me. The next day and from then on he treated me like a bud even though we had probably spoken less than 50 words in the previous 6 months.
6/25/2011 10:44 PM
"Fuck You Mulligan. Now dry up and blow away you dumb bitch.
Would you notify me when it is suppose to hurt?"
It's not about being hurt you clueless dumbshit. It's about shoeing you away on a permanent basis. You go away, you stay away because no one wants you here. How do you consistently fail to understand such simple subject of life?
Wait...Wait, that was rhetorical, so don't answer the question. Mulligan, the only meaningful action you could commit which would benefit us is to actively stay away from here. You're a Jackass simpleton, when will you understand that?
Don't answer that one either just go away far and forever.
6/26/2011 1:53 AM
Boring chicken ass, why don't you use your real name...?
I'd hate to be in a foxhole with you over in Afghanistan...
6/26/2011 7:33 AM
Anonymous at 1:53am has too be Mulligan himself as no one here is stupid enough to respond to one of his comments.
If it [I]is[/I] another member here, I will pray to God for bad things to happen to you and your family.
6/26/2011 12:46 PM
What...no obvious La Madd wine induced stories???
6/26/2011 2:44 PM
To all who have been commenting about Mike Mulligan; I am ashamed of what has become of the current Submarine Force. I've only been retired for 11 years ,or so, but the thing that struck me when I left - people do not know how to handle being fucked with.
I always saw it as my job to fuck with people (especially NUBs) to figure out their breaking point. If they couldn't cope, we shunned them or got rid of them outright. Staying on topic, a drunken asshole in a foreign country can get zero support from his shipmates if he is anti-crew. That is why we get drunk in foreign ports (and some US ports) - to get rid of our trash. I lost a useless NAVET that way in Holy Loch.
Mike Mulligan; you just go right on ahead and post any dumbass comment you want, sweetheart. We who have been tested can take it.
6/27/2011 5:56 AM
YO DArDar,,,man; you sound like a tough "not in my Navy" type of guy...Dollars to doughnuts you have a shit second career... Just an observation...
6/27/2011 3:50 PM
Ah Bearpaw you forgot to add the drug bust that happened on Philly in early 84 after an EOOW on tour saw the corner of a foul weather jacket hanging down from the location you spoke of....he climbed up there and found a diary that chronicled the pot smoking exploits on 4 nukes.
You also do not mention a certain MM who popped positive and the CO stood tall for him and said it must have been a false positive only to have him fail another test 6 months later.
6/27/2011 4:14 PM
I've fornicated with many of stripper and buy-me-drinky girls bareback while under the influence, and never caught is single thing. Then again, this was in Guam so the women were quite decent.
My best encounter was with a gorgeous Korean stripper. Paid to take her back to the private room and had a blast. At the end, I didn't/couldn't pull out, and left her with a creampie. I felt bad for her after though because she had a dance coming up soon.
Anyway, I gave her a $50 tip and she managed to "clean up" before her next dance.
Actually hooked up with her a couple more times before I left the Island.
I really miss Guam.....
6/27/2011 4:19 PM
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6/27/2011 4:31 PM
I bet you, you didn't use a rubber?
6/27/2011 4:31 PM
Huh, too many whiners here. One reason I left the Navy. Too many whiners and cry babies. What is really needed is a boondocker up the ass with the get back to work or you'll be cranking forever.
6/27/2011 5:57 PM
Anon,
Pretty sure I know of who you speak that the CO stood up for - initials HS? Went to his house for a party a time or two. In the end, I think he won his case with the Navy.
Not sure who the four were. I can think of quite a few candidates.
I was a nuke MM, May '84 to Sep '88. Tail end of that activity for sure. Piss tests were multiple times a week. Coincidence that the same numbers got called frequently? I don't thinks so!
6/27/2011 7:22 PM
Bearpaw you got to Philly just as i was departing...in fact I wasn't actually onboard in May but was at Eng school and taking my exam.
In the end I think Harry may have won but lost, am pretty sure his selection as chief was rescinded.
The 4 that left happened a few months before you got there. 2 EMs, an ET and the "conscientious objector" who had no coherent idea what he objected to except that he wanted out of the Navy.
So were you there at all with Foelsch, Joe Gnojek, Beast and Murph? Do you remember Skrtich at all?
6/27/2011 7:54 PM
Gnojek and Foelsch left right before I checked in. Beast - I was UI under him in ERLL. Loved the way he pulled up his socks and he certainly kicked me in the ass a time or two for not looking at the PLO temp gage every time I went by it - no matter what. Murph was a screamer!
Yes, Jerry Skirtch, funny guy. He works at Palo Verde if I am not mistaken.
Lots of funny guys - Rich Blakey, Eric Patches, Johnny Mac, Hawkman, Mike Boat, Chief Howe (later LCDR), MMCM Fry, Perch, Notso, Dom Delcorso, and the list goes on.
6/28/2011 8:34 PM
Spliff is doing 20+ hard for a gun crime after his BCD. The second XO died at 49 and two of the then junior ST's (Reilly and Davis) we discharged under don't ask don't tell. They are living together now, lol.
6/30/2011 1:25 PM
Heard a discussion over satcom secure between a CV's XO and the duty officer for C6F. Seems that one of the CV's sailors contracted for oral sex from a transvestite hooker in Naples and then got into a "price versus performance dispute" (that's how the XO put it), which ended up with the sailor hitting the hooker and being nightsticked by the cops.
Anchored out in Greece, a TM2 on a Knox-class FF came back so wasted (and pugnacious) on ouzo that the duty corpsman and the shore patrol had him handcuffed, strapped face-down in a Stokes litter, and they hung the littler from the overhead just past the Quarterdeck so that the watch could keep an eye on him.
7/02/2011 5:03 AM
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