Aren't most household accidents kitchen accidents?
You would be suprised how many happen in the living room.
I want to say something in the what kind of parent would you be but I really don't see myself having children anymore
Who would want to date a man who weezes
I wonder if I hide under my desk and take a nap if anyone will catch me...
Government efficiency at work.
I don't really use the drawers in my desk. I wonder if I could carve out a place for a cot/hammock underneath here...
Oh man, I have one of those giant metal cabinets. I should carve out their backs, glue it together, and add in hinges to turn it into a secret door. Then use the space inside to sleep in.
I don't easily get depressed, but that shit is just horrifying.
I could tell you a few stories from my experiences in Iraq twice, but I doubt you want to become suicidal. It's so very depressing and frustrating. Especially moreso if you grew up idolizing the military.
I don't easily get depressed, but that shit is just horrifying.
I could tell you a few stories from my experiences in Iraq twice, but I doubt you want to become suicidal. It's so very depressing and frustrating. Especially moreso if you grew up idolizing the military.
I don't easily get depressed, but that shit is just horrifying.
I could tell you a few stories from my experiences in Iraq twice, but I doubt you want to become suicidal. It's so very depressing and frustrating. Especially moreso if you grew up idolizing the military.
How long were you there both times?
1st
3months trainup 12 months over the first time. So 15months of actual service.
13months break and then..........
2nd time
3months trainup, 9 months over. Luckily this one was a year, but when you look at other service tours, like the Marine Corps, Navy or Air Force, all with their 4-7 month tours, and coming off of 15 or 12months, it's depressing.
Not only that, but because of the extended duration there, you grow complacent, you stop caring about the health and wellbeing of humans in general, you are prone to depression and anger, and you feel isolated because your friends and family are back home, 8 hours in the past. The added stress and frustration with big-military fuels your growing hatred and rage, and in my case, I became a monster.
My buddy later told me that the scariest moments in Iraq was when he was with me, and on the days where I had completely lost my patience and care, I was pointing my pistol at women and children and men, for simply just refusing to listen to my orders. He said he was afraid I'd shoot someone and he'd have to take my back and shoot someone as well to save me.
Edit: I will add however that I did not shoot a woman or child, and being in a combat arms unit, I rarely saw women (the first time) around my area. Besides my growing hatred for women in the military (Double standards in the way that men bend over backwards to accomadate women and appeal to make it hospitable for them).
2nd time however, I just stayed in my area and tried to stay sane as I counted down the days till we could leave.
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Gun-knife. I guess you could utilize the latter function.
Throw in a chastity belt and a burqa and our women should be safe!
Mabe lock them away, just to be sure.
They're already in the kitchen/vacuuming the rest of the house. How much safer can they be?
That depends on what you mean by "accident."
Most of my "accidents" happen in the computer room.
You would be suprised how many happen in the living room.
I want to say something in the what kind of parent would you be but I really don't see myself having children anymore
Who would want to date a man who weezes
I guess I'll have to wear sheet metal on the bus.
Government efficiency at work.
I don't really use the drawers in my desk. I wonder if I could carve out a place for a cot/hammock underneath here...
Oh man, I have one of those giant metal cabinets. I should carve out their backs, glue it together, and add in hinges to turn it into a secret door. Then use the space inside to sleep in.
And I want an Iron Man armour. I guess we won't get what we want anytime soon.
Hahaha! No, you don't!
I don't easily get depressed, but that shit is just horrifying.
I could tell you a few stories from my experiences in Iraq twice, but I doubt you want to become suicidal. It's so very depressing and frustrating. Especially moreso if you grew up idolizing the military.
It's disgusting. Well, not the thread itself, but there are some incredibly high numbers thrown around in there. Really fucked up.
How long were you there both times?
Was it him again? You know who I mean.
oh shit its All Points West next week too.
Shit gotta get into that
Awesome. I'm busy Friday until the evening but free after that and saturday and sunday.
1st
3months trainup 12 months over the first time. So 15months of actual service.
13months break and then..........
2nd time
3months trainup, 9 months over. Luckily this one was a year, but when you look at other service tours, like the Marine Corps, Navy or Air Force, all with their 4-7 month tours, and coming off of 15 or 12months, it's depressing.
Not only that, but because of the extended duration there, you grow complacent, you stop caring about the health and wellbeing of humans in general, you are prone to depression and anger, and you feel isolated because your friends and family are back home, 8 hours in the past. The added stress and frustration with big-military fuels your growing hatred and rage, and in my case, I became a monster.
My buddy later told me that the scariest moments in Iraq was when he was with me, and on the days where I had completely lost my patience and care, I was pointing my pistol at women and children and men, for simply just refusing to listen to my orders. He said he was afraid I'd shoot someone and he'd have to take my back and shoot someone as well to save me.
Edit: I will add however that I did not shoot a woman or child, and being in a combat arms unit, I rarely saw women (the first time) around my area. Besides my growing hatred for women in the military (Double standards in the way that men bend over backwards to accomadate women and appeal to make it hospitable for them).
2nd time however, I just stayed in my area and tried to stay sane as I counted down the days till we could leave.