Neutron
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This is one of the few things in my life I've ever wished I could take back.
When I was in the Navy I lived in Vallejo Ca for a couple years. I was based on a Nuclear Submarine which did "Special Projects" for the USN. Our schedule was pretty regular, and it needn't be said special projects sailors were quite an arrogant group. Myself and a few other guys rented a big house near Vallejo, not to live in, but to have a place to party, and to take women to.
Halloween night we're having a big party. We'd just gotten back from a mission so we were blowing off some steam. Next thing you know there's a knock on the door, Lo and behold Trick Or Treaters. We had no candy, so we gave the first group of kids some money, then sent them on their way. No one wanted to leave to get candy because we had these smoking ass local ladies over for some tricking and treating. (For guys like Blackmoondoll, REDONDO and Mitchell that's code for getting fucked). The ladies of course felt maybe we should provide candy for the younguns so we told them we had some in our cars (when in fact we didn't). My friends kept the ladies occupied while I filled some baggies up with ice cubes, then put the baggies in a bunch of brown lunch bags. Every kid who came to our place thought they were getting these HUGE bags of candies, and of course the ladies thought we were quite the group of guys and later on treated our everlasting GobStoppers appropriately.
It wasn't until the last group of kids (teenagers) came through that anyone realized we weren't handing out candy. They smiled like hell when they got these lunchbags full of "candy" then as I was closing the door I heard "Hey those fuckers gave us bags of ice" (DAMN lucky Pink Floyd was playing REAL loud).
Next day, our cars were covered with soap, toilet paper was everywhere, and someone had chunked some eggs through the open windows of my car. We were pretty sure it was the last group of kids and I can't say I blame them (In fact none of us went looking for them we all felt sort of sheepish). Then again, I've always hoped maybe I was nailing one of their mothers or sisters that night.
Tron
When I was in the Navy I lived in Vallejo Ca for a couple years. I was based on a Nuclear Submarine which did "Special Projects" for the USN. Our schedule was pretty regular, and it needn't be said special projects sailors were quite an arrogant group. Myself and a few other guys rented a big house near Vallejo, not to live in, but to have a place to party, and to take women to.
Halloween night we're having a big party. We'd just gotten back from a mission so we were blowing off some steam. Next thing you know there's a knock on the door, Lo and behold Trick Or Treaters. We had no candy, so we gave the first group of kids some money, then sent them on their way. No one wanted to leave to get candy because we had these smoking ass local ladies over for some tricking and treating. (For guys like Blackmoondoll, REDONDO and Mitchell that's code for getting fucked). The ladies of course felt maybe we should provide candy for the younguns so we told them we had some in our cars (when in fact we didn't). My friends kept the ladies occupied while I filled some baggies up with ice cubes, then put the baggies in a bunch of brown lunch bags. Every kid who came to our place thought they were getting these HUGE bags of candies, and of course the ladies thought we were quite the group of guys and later on treated our everlasting GobStoppers appropriately.
It wasn't until the last group of kids (teenagers) came through that anyone realized we weren't handing out candy. They smiled like hell when they got these lunchbags full of "candy" then as I was closing the door I heard "Hey those fuckers gave us bags of ice" (DAMN lucky Pink Floyd was playing REAL loud).
Next day, our cars were covered with soap, toilet paper was everywhere, and someone had chunked some eggs through the open windows of my car. We were pretty sure it was the last group of kids and I can't say I blame them (In fact none of us went looking for them we all felt sort of sheepish). Then again, I've always hoped maybe I was nailing one of their mothers or sisters that night.
Tron




