I've decided I'm going to pose as Private 3rd Class Smelley Dingleberry. My unit was Mongo Company of the 233rd Mess Kit Repair Bn., 1065th Bicyle Brigade, of the 212th Semi-mechanized Buttflange Division. That is all, carry on.

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Originally posted by Flamethrower53:
I've decided I'm going to pose as Private 3rd Class Smelley Dingleberry. My unit was Mongo Company of the 233rd Mess Kit Repair Bn., 1065th Bicyle Brigade, of the 212th Semi-mechanized Buttflange Division. That is all, carry on.

Make sure you let us know how many people you can fool.

Semper Fi

Johnny Blaze

My brother was a ButtFlange, he was a Second Level LtCpl in charge of the Roto specs on the invert gurter valves, went by the name SmackAss, you know him?

seems like a weird version of the book starship troopers...

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Semi-mechanized Buttflange Division.

Forward, or attached?



Funny as hell.

I bet he was really in the "shi t".

Hey Pvt. Dingleberry...I remember that outfit. Now that was old corps. I knew your old c.o., Major Jimmy Jellybelly right? Owen Wetleg was the top too.
Semper Fi
Fred
the old buttflangers...what an outfit

All these old-school ranks and MOSs I've never heard of. All I know is I need some help: no one in the unit can fix the malfunctioning flux-capacitor in my tank.

Hey Flame,
Send one of the boots for BA-1100 November, will ya? The Co GySgt needs a good laugh this morning.

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Originally posted by SgtShaw86:
Hey Flame,
Send one of the boots for BA-1100 November, will ya? The Co GySgt needs a good laugh this morning.

Sgt. Shaw I'm getting old. I almost went and got that myself. It was bad enough getting sent for a can of bulkhead remover, 1000 ft. of shoreline and chow line, the GU11 watch and so on. I've still got that boathook for the mail bouy, and if you want it back you're gonna have to fire up the GRIll and send some smoke signals.

I thought that might bring back fond memories. We actually did that and busted a gut when they ran out the door looking for it. OMG, tears to my eyes not just thinking of the funny!!!

True stories these:

New on board CLG-4 MarDet. 1st Sgt sends me to the Bosun locker for a can of "bulkhead remover". When I got there the Chief (who hated the 1stSgt)
got mad as blazes. He tells me; "It doesn't come in cans jarhead, it comes in jars. Here, take this back to your 1st Sgt." and hands me a quart jar of viscuous yellow liquid. I take it back to Top, and with a skeptical look on his face he tosses some on the office bulkhead to see if it will remove it. Lo and behold! The paint starts peeling and smoking and the metal beneath starts bubbling!.! Top starts shreiking like a banshee, the Det CO and XO start cussing, but none of them beat me out of there. The old Chief had given me a jar of sulphuric acid. There was a rumor that a fight occured in the Chief's Quarters shortly thereafter.

Next, had a LCpl from upstate NY that was seemingly thick as a brick. He was told to fetch 50 ft. of shoreline by the Motor T chief at 2/8. He gets in a jeep and drives off with a trailer attached. Went and spent a day at Onslow beach, and showed up just before the motor pool closed. Drove into the maintenance shed and took the shovel off and began running a line of sand from the Gunny's office out into the bay area. Gunny went ballistic, but the MT Officer squelched that real quick. Told him he got what he asked for.

Hey Flame,
I ran those stories past my hubby last night and it brought back some memories for him also.

BA1100November with an ST-Ring

On my way to supply to pick up a large box of grid squares, I stumbled over the 155 Howitzer BFA that some cannon cocker left lying about.I happened to notice a 250 ft roll of final coordination line in the bushes.Under it was a can of frequency grease, so I gave it to my squad leader cause his call signs were sticking.

Just like sending the squadron 'noob' to either Squadron or Group Supply for the following:
25' rolls of Flight Line
Buckets of Prop Wash
Cans of Back Blast
Case of Afterburner Ignition Tools (Kitchen Matches)
Tire Repair Kits (Bandaids)
Cans of Hanger Safety Zone paint (Premixed Black/Yellow Stripes)...
Aircraft Ignition Keys
All filled out on the infamous DD1348-6 'cards'

Those were the days

Chem Light batteries
Humvee keys
The BFA for the Mk-19

I was sent for a board stretcher one time....I caught on halfway out the hatch.

Anyone here remember Jug (the sprocket) Schitzmanski who was the NCOIC of the chain stretching shop for the 1065th Bicycle Brigade?
Semper Fi
Lowball

Brooks! I just bin reading the daily reports for the Buttflangers. I found that Smackass was Jug's asst. NCOIC. He was in charge on greasing the sprockets and hitting the troops on the azz, after picking up their bikes, and cycling away. He got a metal for it.
Also, a LtPvt named Gilley was assinged permanent firewatch around the chain stretchers hut. You happen to know who LtPvt Gilley is? Seems he was acquainted with Smackass. Smackass put him on report a coupla times. Ole Smackass Brooks was quite a Marine. He believed in having a 'tite chain'. Thats the reason Jug had him in the Brigade.
Semper Fi - Fred

How about getting sent to the Comm Shop at 2/10 and asking for a hand set for a PRC-E7?