[Benning Boy]

In light of the fact that SEAL Team 6 now boasts more civilian operators than have ever been enrolled in the school, it's time to get all that fake stuff out of your system.

Share with us your most elaborate SEAL, Special Forces, Airborne Ranger, Krav Maga Instructor, Shinobi Ninja story.

Regale us with your incredible tale of derring-do, because the best of the best will be put in a poll, and the winner will be declared the Forum PX Ranger.

Move out!

[cddbrowns]

I went into BUDS and dropped out the 3rd day of hell week.....yes, I suck.....

[Benning Boy]

The air was dank in the sewer as I crawled through the corrugated piping. I had dropped my HooWah candy bar back about 200 meters, wasn't going back for it. But I was hungry.

I decided to rest on my hardshell knee and elbow pads, and feign my demise.

Within seconds, a curious rat was in my face, sniffing. His little red eyes regarded me with caution.

I felt a whisker brush my lip, and WATAHHH!!! I dislodged some vertebrae in my neck, extending it, and snapped his head off with my operator teeth.

Crunchy. Gooey.

Feeling better, I made my way up the ladder, and slowly dislodged the thick iron manhole cover with my Randall Cong Hunter. I suppose I could have just halved the cover with it, but showing off is for pogues.

I got to the top, hit the street. Kosovo. Sh!t. I had gonee too far, I was supposed to be in St. Petersburg.

I decided I was poorly disciplined, so I beat my face for 600 pushups, then I did a P.T. test, before slinking back into the sewer.

That's life in the Algerian Foreign Legion.

[Benning Boy]

I'm Ali, elite operator for the Pakistani Special Operations Group.

I patrol Abbotobad, and let me tell you, nothing gets by me.

I'm in front of this mansion compound thingy, eating my cous cous MRE, and I gotta tell you, I see something suspicious.

Across the street, the call center people are on break, and one of them has a suspicious looking goat. Time for the enhanced pat down. Of the goat.

So I'm in the hash shop, giving the goat a good going over, when I hear helicopters flying toward that mansion thingy.

Wonder what that's about?

[AusLach]

Crocodile Dundee??

Yep, that was me..












Oh yeah, and I dug Sydney Harbour by myself with a plastic spoon and a paddle-pop stick

[Benning Boy]

Originally Posted by AusLach

Crocodile Dundee??

Yep, that was me..












Oh yeah, and I dug Sydney Harbour by myself with a plastic spoon and a paddle-pop stick

Brilliant! That's what I'm talking about.

Do all Aussies have tall-tale ability?

[AusLach]

Originally Posted by Benning Boy

Brilliant! That's what I'm talking about.

Do all Aussies have tall-tale ability?

You doubt my word?

Many do, however the overwhelming majority lack the eloquence and finEsse that I have been blessed with.

[Benning Boy]

Originally Posted by AusLach

You doubt my word?

Many do, however the overwhelming majority lack the eloquence and finEsse that I have been blessed with.

Truer words never spoken....

[danf_fl]

My mother-in-law from Germany stayed in our house for 3 months and never forgave me for taking away her daughter.

[opaww]

It was hot very hot as only the jungle could be. My Remington was blazing away, thinking to myself what I would give for a nice cold one right now. Just then the remy jammed, dam it. The SSgt. was yelling, “get that thing going now” I’m trying, I’m trying. AAHHH fu_k wounded, blood not to bad I managed to get the jam fixed and back at it even though my wound would make it difficult to operate the remy.

No time for a medic, I’ll tend to it after we are finished, this can’t go on much longer. Suddenly another jam down the line, he can’t get it back to working, I move over to see if I can get it fixed, luckily yes and before that SSgt. notices.

The noise was almost defining with so many solders going at it like it was the Battle of the Bulge,

Finally it is through, I washed my paper cut and put a band-aid on it grabbed my reports as did everyone else and we all lined up to turn them in at the SSgt’s desk. As I dropped mine off I asked him why the Army did not buy better typewriters then that old Remington we were still using.

He just smiled and said, “maybe next year”

opaww