February 10, 2005
1) UNC ranked #2, Duke #6/#8
2) UNC favored?! at Cameron Indoor Stadium
3) UNC leads the nation in scoring at 92+ ppg
4) Duke fields only 8 scholarship players due to injuries and early defections
Of course DUKE WINS!!!!
Is that a Domino's Pizza Delivery guy I see?
Why no, I do not believe that I should allow you this shot. Please refrain from any more pitiful attempts.
I warned you. Since you cannot restrain yourself, I shall remove the ball from your possession.
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February 09, 2005
This rivalry is one of the best in all of sports. It's probably surpassed only by the Yankees-Red Sox feud, which makes the Hatfields and McCoys look like best friends by comparison. The teams are geographically close, they're both usually good and they frigging hate each other with a passion. Expect a tremendous game.
Update: BOOYAH!!!!
::gloating to follow::
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After all, Earth In The Balance got published
Via Dean and Tim Blair comes the story of some SciFi and Fantasy writers sticking their collective fingers into the eyes of a certain publisher.
How bad is the writing? Observe:
Bruce didn't care about treatments. He cared about pain, and he cared about that voice, because when he heard the voice, the pain went away, just for a few seconds, like.
"Report to me if there is any change," the man's voice said.
"Yes, Dr. Nance," said the sexy voice.
A door closed, and Bruce heard breathing, and smelled the enticing smell of shampoo, and perfume. It was Chanel Number 5.``
He opened his eyes.
All he saw was the roundest, firmest pair of tittles he'd ever seen in his life, all enclosed in a crisp white nurse's uniform.
I'm in heaven, he said. No, he tried to say, but his voice wouldn't work, his mouth was dry, and there was some terrible tube thing in his nose— and hey, what's that thing in his dick? It hurts!
The tits bounced like Aunt Alice's molded jello back at home, and then moved away. Oh. She was just straightening the covers on the bed.
Bed.
Bruce realized he laid in a bed, his left arm being strapped down, with something sticking an up-a tube—on the top of his hand.
Mheh. If you want to read the whole awful thing, you can download it here.
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February 08, 2005
I did see one funny thing on Willis's site. He's cabbage-patching on the ceiling because Howard Dean is starting to look like a lock for DNC chairman. To me, this is like the crew of the Titanic forming a chorus line and doing the Charleston while yelling, "Hooray! Hooray! We don't have enough lifeboats!"This is why the GOP is going to be the controlling party in American politics for at least the next five years. Liberals are just too damn stupid to survive. "We're losing elections because we're too far to the left? What do we need? A shift farther to the left, and BETTER ADVERTISING!"
Yes, idiots, spend more money telling us you're going to give us something we really, really don't want. Honest to God, I feel like sending them money. The more people know about the idiocy of liberalism, the surer they are to vote Republican.
Imagine if the Democrat PR machine had been in charge during the polio epidemic.
Jonas Salk: I need more money. I'm very close to perfecting a vaccine.
Harry Truman: Screw THAT. Let's put up billboards telling people how swell polio is. How does this sound? "You'll never have to walk to school again."
I know that Kos, Atrios, Willis and others of their ilk have fantasies that Howard Dean will lead them to the promised land. They must think that Dean, much like Goldwater, will prove to be the firebrand that reignites their party. I could be wrong, but I think it's far more likely that he will resign the Democrats to permanent minority status. And I don't that that is a good thing.
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February 07, 2005
Innuendo.
If you've ever tried, "Say, let's fuck!" you'll know that it's not the winning strategy it appears to be. At first glance it seems to have all the elements of a great pick-up line: it tells the girl you're interested and suggests a fun romantic activity you can both enjoy. The problem? No innuendo.Women hate direct statements. A popular line, "I'm on top of things. Would you like to be one of them?" has had a far better success rate. You're not saying exactly what you want to do, but there's just that chance that it involves your genitals. This drives women wild.
This helps get rid of any confusion. When using innuendo, be careful that you're not being too subtle, or you won't be flirting at all. You'll just be having a conversation, which is pointless. This is why after I've used innuendo and waggled my eyebrows, I usually like to add, "I'm talking about fucking."Example:
John wants to do Debbie in the butt. Instead of saying this directly, he uses innuendo. "Do you take it in the butt?" he asks innocently. It could mean that John specifically wants it in Debbie's butt; or it could just be innocent curiosity. Debbie feels like a detective solving a mystery. This is what you want!
It's a thing of beauty. ::sniff::
Related update: Emily links to a collection of gift bears that likely double your chances of getting some on Hallmark Cards Valentine's Day. Simple mathematics will prove that twice zero is still, uh, I leave that as an exercise for the loser reader.
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Announcing that these games have reduced violent crime is the sort of thing you usually only get once a year, on wacky "Opposite News" day (along with reports that cigarettes cure cancer and that or that Spaniards have stopped eating rats). But if concerned journalists can make cause-and-effect presumptions in headlines like TEEN GOES ON SHOOTING SPREE AFTER PLAYING GRAND THEFT AUTO then we are allowed to jump to similar conclusions based on this data.So, dismissing Popular Media Conventional Wisdom for the noisy mental fart that it is, it's time to really ask how these games are changing the world. Thus began my expedition into the world of Halo 2 and into the minds of the people who play it. What I would find would shock me.
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"So your point," John says, "if you ever had one? Why is violent crime going down? It's because we've got this now, we've got murder porn as a release. Make no mistake that if I didnÂ’t have this game, IÂ’d be smashing the bridge of your nose with the butt of my shotgun right now. And you couldnÂ’t do a damned thing about it except cry and bleed and wonder why your God has forsaken you. It's built into us. We're like The Covenant. A long time ago, back at the beginning of evolution, there was only two cavemen. One liked to kill, the other was a pacifist. The killer killed the pacifist and took his bitches. The killers bred, the pacifists died out, and a billion years later you got a species that thirsts for war like a camel thirsts for sand. It's not what we do. It's what we are."
John lights a cigarette.
"A few generations of game system from now, they'll have the virtual reality headsets, done right this time. Peripheral vision and everything. You got a headset with surround sound and there you are, in the virtual world. Twenty years after that, they'll have a system that you could literally mistake for reality. No controller in your hand, your brain impulses move you around. They'll have games where you get to fall in love with beautiful women, games where you're a rock star. This is the future of all entertainment, the future of the culture. I even read somewhere that they could hook up people so that our bodies would power the system. And you can go on there and just get lost in adventure and excitement and porn, porn, porn. Man, the porn."
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February 04, 2005
Some things you just can't forgive. Go Devils!!
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1) Listing Wesley Crusher as one of the most annoying characters of the entire scifi genre, and not just ST in particular. I had kind of hoped that when the Traveller due showed up the second time, Wesley would be smeared into red paste on the hull of the Enterprise. Sadly, such was not the case.
2) Naming Q as one the best villains of all time. John de Lancey appeared in only 7 episodes of ST:TNG, but he made an indelible impact. The effect of starting the first Star Trek spinoff with humanity being put on trial by some being with God-like powers cannot be understated.
Having said all this, Hawkins goes off the rails when he makes the following statement:
Odo (Star Trek: Deep Space Nine): A great character wasted on a weak show.
Odo would have been a real asset as a crusty head of security at a better Trek show.
I'll make the logical assumption that the anti-schizophrenic medications John's been taking have simply stopped working, and thereforegive him a pass for making such a heretical statement. All Trekkies know that Deep Space Nine set the standard of excellence by which all Trek series are judged.
A better Trek series indeed. Hmmph.
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Do not dare forget our Hollywood elite. At some point since 9/11, Michael Moore, Sean Penn, Meryl Streep, Jessica Lange, Whoopi Goldberg, and a host of others have lectured the world that their America is either misled, stupid, evil, or insane, bereft of the wisdom of Hollywood's legions of college drop-outs, recovering bad boys, and self-praised autodidacts.
Me likey. Me likey velly, velly much.
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February 03, 2005
Case in point: the bank marketed PC banking, Internet banking and ATM banking to their customers as a method to keep the bank's costs down. Trust me when I tell you that an electronic transaction is at least an order of magnitude cheaper than dealing with an actual teller. These services were usually free the first 3 months, and then the price would rise to $4.99/month. Since you'd be saving a fair amount of money on postage, this seemed like a fair trade. About a year after hooking people on PC banking crack, the financial institution jacked up the monthly cost and added some transactional fees on top of it. The excuse given was that the infrastructure costs of operating the personless banking cost a lot to maintain. So the bank saved money by reducing the human interaction, but the customer got reamed for more cash anyway. Fair? Not hardly. The only reason I used the service was that, as an employee, all costs and fees were waived. Once I left the company, I dropped the services. Screw that.
Anyway, onto the credit card discussion. As I mentioned, I left some lengthy comments over at Balloon Juice. Since I don't feel like recreating the wheel, I'll repring the comment here:
I actually work in the financial services industry, and one CC company in particular. This offers me some particular insight as to how and why interest rates can change so drastically. These changes vary quite a bit from company to company, so YMMV. Anyway.You think that a rate of 24.9% is akin to loan sharking? Since credit cards give the consumer unsecured debt(I'm ignoring securd CC's right now), the issuing company uses its bean counters to determine what interest rate is likely to give a positive return overall for a particular population. The monetary returns from interest rates and monthly/yearly fees are used to offset the number of cards that go into default(charged off).
Let's examine the 24.9% population. Assuming that this is the first card for someone, then the person receiving it tends to fall into one of two major categories:
1) No credit history, i.e. recent high school or college graduates. CC companies are taking a leap of faith, based on the usage and payment history from previous card holders in this group. Usually, the credit limits issued with these cards are low, from $500-$2000. Once reasonable payment history has been established, most companies reduce the APR while simultaneously increasing the credit limit. This helps increase customer satisfaction.
2) People with crappy credit histories. Delinquencies, past bankruptcies, collections, past charge offs. These are all indicators of risky customers. High interest rates and fees are used to balance the increased liklihood of customer charge offs.
Now, let's address the reasons why a company might increase your interest rate. Usually, these are invariably rule breaks by the customer: late payments, delinquencies, etcetera. However, some companies( Citibank, most notably) will monitor not only your payment history with them, but rather your credit behavior overall. If you've been late to OTHER creditors, this can be a strong indicator that a customer is becoming more risky overall, and therfore more likely to charge off. Be advised that this was all spelled out to you in the initial disclosure of terms sent with your credit card. Most people do not read the fine print of 10+ pages. That's an unfortunate reality. However, they have agreed to accept adverse actions taken against their account by accepting, signing and using the cards, insofar as it is disclosed in the terms. I know people that work in our legal and compliance department; they take those disclosure seriously.
Companies are required to justify any repricing actions that they take against your account. If you call in and ask why your APR skyrocketd from 9.9% to 24.9%, the phone rep should be able to tell you. As I mentioned, it may have nothing to do with your payment history with that particular financial institution, but may be based on your credit performance as a whole. You might not like it, but if you check your initial disclosure agreement, you will probably see the company giving itself that particular out.
I can already guess that some people will discount my views as those of a money grubbing capitalist simply because I work for a CC company. However, as an employee I have a pretty good handle on how and why adverse actions are assessed. Back when I worked for a bank, there were many fees that I disagreed with from a consumer standpoint. Sometimes from a moral standpoint, too, but that's another issue entirely. However, in this case, I tend to side with the companies offering the unsecured loans. Just my opinion, of course, but it is an informed one.
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And who determines what is or is not the appropriate practice? The government? Since our DC types don't seem to have any ability to manage their own finances, I'm strongly opposed to them regulating those of credit card companies. After all, the company is the one taking all of the risk by offering a credit line without any collateral. And no one's forcing you to take the credit card. If you don't the terms for a particular company, don't take their card. Whining about the negative results to you when a company attempts to mitigate its own financial risk sounds like sour grapes. You may not think you're a credit risk, but the issuer of your card has only credit bureau data to rely upon. If negative information exists there, blaming the card company for raising your rates seems pretty poor form. Just my opinion, though. I could be wrong.
John Cole remained unconvinced. However, I think John Henke sided with me in this discussion:
It's an (initially) appealing position to take, John, but it's economically illiterate. And desctructive. What you call inappropriate is what other people call freedom to set their own prices.And you are, after all, free to go to another company. Would you advocate price controls in other industries? Maybe blogads are getting out of hand -- ha! -- and we need to restrict the prices charged? Maybe it's time for another bout of wage and gas price controls?
Risk is just another commodity to be traded, and as long as there's a free market, it will coordinate nicely. [snip]
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I'm sure you will find plenty of credit card companies willing to lend for 2+ times the prime rate.
But what about the portion of the credit-needing population which cannot be profitably extended credit for less than 3-7 times the prime rate? Where do you suppose they'll turn?And why do you think that--this time--price controls will work out so well? Because they've always worked out so well in the past?
Some might claim that it's impossible to function in today's society without owning a credit card. After all, many people/places require a number before they will accept reservations, such as rental car companies and hotels. With the prevalence of debit cards, though, I find this a bit of a straw man. Your debit card has the familiar Visa logo clearly emblazoned on the front, and the amount that you can "charge" is limited to the cash in your account. Think of it as a secured card in which you actively control the limit.
Back to the bank.
A friend of mine work in the IT section of the ATM department. The bank ATM's had a nice function: you could pull account activity for the previous 3 months, sort of a mini multi-month statement. No teller activity, no physical action required by the bank. Just a few pieces of paper printed out. One day the bank decided that these statements could be a cash cow and started charging $1.00 per mini-statement. After the initial dustup of customer complaints, the usage of mini-statements dropped to about zero. Any thinking person would have figured that out in advance. However, not all business decisions are made by thinking persons. Getting to the point, that's another fee that I found ridiculous. However, it became a self-defeating stream of revenue. In other words, a stupid frigging fee.
Back to credit card companies.
Just to reiterate, credit cards offer unsercured credit. You don't have to offer any collateral other than your name and credit history. If your credit history isn't pristine, the card company assumes a greater risk if they issue a card to you. If you don't like their offer, go somewhere else. If no one will give you a better offer then maybe, just maybe, you should examine your payment history overall. For the record, I pay for a full credit history once a year just to make certain that nothing incorrect shows up there. Then again, I tend to be anal in that regard.
In any event, while I have had the same ox gored that John Cole apparently has, I didn't quibble when my card company raised my rates. I had endured the pain of actually reading the agreement when I received the card. Assuming that the terms weren't acceptable, I could have simply destroyed the card. However, I DID accept the card and the responsibility that goes along with it. When I became delinquent(once) at another institution, I became, in the eyes of the card issuer, a riskier customer. You know what? They're right. People that end up defaulting on their debts or declaring bankruptcy typically engage in risky credit behavior prior to actually giving their creditors the shaft. Card companies have a feduciary responsbility to themselves to mitigate this risk as they see fit. You don't like it? That's okay. Asking the government to step in because you don't, though, is not, as far as I'm concerned.
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Tip o' the blog to American Digest. although I've seen the article referenced in several places. Gerard is the only one that I remember, though.
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February 02, 2005
Top Ten Signs You're Suffering From Burnout:
10. You're so tired you now answer the phone, "Hell".
9. Your friends call to ask how you've been, and you immediately scream,
"Get off my back!"
8. Your garbage can IS your "in" box.
7. You wake up to discover your bed is on fire, but go back to sleep because
you just don't care.
6. You have so much on your mind, you've forgotten how to pee.
5. Visions of the upcoming weekend help you make it through Monday.
4. You sleep more at work than at home.
3. You leave for a party and instinctively bring your briefcase.
2. Your Day-Timer exploded a week ago.
1. You think about how relaxing it would be if you were in jail right now.
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Bungee Jumping in Mexico
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Eke and Zeb decided to build a bungee jumping tower in Cabo San
Lucas, to make a little money. After they got it set up, they noticed
the crowds gather, but nobody bought tickets....
Zeke tells Zeb, "Maybe we should demonstrate it, so they'll get the
idea." After Zeb is strapped in he jumps, falling almost all they way
to the ground before springing back.
As Zeb came back up, Zeke noticed that his clothes were all torn
and wondered what this is was all about.
Zeb went down again, bouncing as jumping this way does, and this time
when he came back, up Zeke noticed that Zeb was bleeding.
Zeke thought, "Wow...what's going on here? Is the cord too short?
Is he touching ground?
Zeb went back down for a third time, and this time when he sprung
back up, Zeke noticed that he had blood, contusions and cuts all
over his body. "Huh?"
Zeke pulled Zeb in and said, "Zeb, what happened?"
Zeb groaned out in obvious pain, "I don't know... but what's a pinata?
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A vampire bat came flapping in from the night covered in fresh blood
and parked himself on the cave's roof to get some sleep. Soon all
the other bats smelled the blood and began hassling him about where
he got it. He told them to shut up and let him get some sleep, but
they persisted until he finally gave in. "OK, follow me."
He flew out of the cave with hundreds of bats behind him, swooping
down through a valley they went, across a river and into a forest of
trees. Finally he slowed down and all the other bats excitedly milled
around him, licking their lips.
"Do you see that tree over there?"
"YES, YES, YES!!" the bats all screamed in a frenzy.
"Well...I didn't!"
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Update: This is either the third or fourth time that I channeled Harvey while typing a post, thereby allowing me to fulfill my Alliance duties without really trying. Okay, I'll grant you that it looks like I'm not really trying most of the time. But still. Anyway, I'll be adding more pointless jokes as the day progresses.
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There was a group of Russian soldiers close to a high, narrow ravine.
The sergeant goes close to the edge, looks down, then turns around and says:
- Soldier Ivanov!
- Sir!
- Put yourself in this position:O
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- Yes sir!
- Now jump!
- I'm sorry!!???
- I said JUMP, soldier!
- Yes sir!
The soldier jumps.
The Sergeant looks down to the abyss again, thinks for a while and says:
- Soldier Pyetrov!
- Sir!
- Move a little to your left!
- Yes sir!
- Put yourself in this position:
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- Now jump!
- Yes sir!
The man jumps into the void...
Again the sergeant looks down, thinks and yells:
- Soldier Sidorov!
- Sir!
- Move yourself a little to the right and kneel!
- Yes sir!
- Jump!
- Yes sir!, (and jumps)
The Sergeant analyses again the situation and says:
- Soldier Strogoff!
- Sir!
- Put yourself in this position:
O
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"Stop that at once!!"
The sergeant approaches the jeep and speaks to the captain:
- Sir, you undermine my authority when you overrule me before the men.
The captain replies:
- Sergeant Tchebychevich, I DON'T CARE!!!!! And I warn you,
you'll be court-martialled if I find you playing Tetris with the soldiers again!
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US Air Force Oath of Enlistment
I, Zoomie, swear to sign away 4 years of my useless life to the United States Air Force because I'm too smart for the Army and because the Marines frighten me. I swear to sit behind a desk and take credit for the work done by others more dedicated than me who take their job seriously. I also swear not to do any form of real exercise, but promise to defend our bike riding test as a valid form of exercise. I swear to uphold and defend the Constitution of the United States, even though I believe myself to be above that. I promise to walk around calling everyone by their first name because I know I'm not really in the military and I find it amusing to annoy the other services. I will have a better quality of life than all those around me and will at all times be sure to make them aware of that fact. After completion of my *snicker* "Basic Training," I will be a lean, mean, donut-eating, lazy-boy sitting, civilian-wearing-blue-cothes, chair borne Ranger. I will believe I am superior to all others and will make an effort to clean the knife before stabbing the next person in the back with it. I will do no work unless someone is watching me (and it makes me look good), will annoy those around me, and will go home early every day. I consent to never getting promoted (EVER) and understand that all those whom I made fun of yesterday will probably outrank me tomorrow. So help me God.
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Signature, Date
US Army Oath of Enlistment
I, Rambo, swear to sign away 4 years of my mediocre life to the United States Army because I couldn't score high enough on the ASVAB to get into the Air Force, because I'm not tough enough for the Marines, and the Navy won't take me because I can't swim. I will wear camouflage every day and tuck my trousers in my boots because I can't figure out how to use blousing straps. I promise to wear my uniform 24 hours a day even when I have a date. I will continue to tell myself that I am a fierce killing machine because my Drill Sergeant told me I am, despite the fact that the only action I will ever see is a court-martial for sexual harassment. I acknowledge the fact that I will make E-8 in my first year of service and vow to maintain that it is because I scored perfect on my PT test. After completion of my sexual...er...I mean Boot Camp, I will attend a different Army school once every other month and return knowing less than I did when I left. On my first trip home after Boot Camp, I will walk around like I am cool and propose to my 9th grade sweetheart. I will make my wife stay home because if I let her out she might leave me for a smarter Air Force guy or a better looking Marine. Should she leave me twelve times, I will continue to take her back. While at work, I will maintain a look of knowledge while getting absolutely nothing accomplished. I will arrive at work every day at 1000 hrs because of morning PT and leave every day at 1300 to report back to the "company." I understand that I will undergo no training whatsoever that will help me get a job upon separation, and will end up working in construction with my friends from high school. I will brag to everyone about the Army giving me $30,000 for college, but will be unable to use it because I can't pass a placement exam. So help me God.
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Signature, Date
US Navy Oath of Enlistment
I, Top Gun, in lieu of going to prison, swear to sign away 4 years of my life to the United States Navy because I want to hang out with Marines without actually having to BE one of them, because I thought the Air Force was too "corporate," and because I thought, "hey, I like to swim...why not?" I promise to wear clothing that went out of style in 1976 and to have my name stenciled on the butt of every pair of pants I own. I understand that I will be mistaken for the Good Humor man during the summer, and for Waffen SS during the winter. I will strive to use a different language than the rest of the English-speaking world using worlds like "deck, bulkhead, cover, and head" instead of "floor, wall, hat, and toilet." I will take great pride in the fact that all Navy acronyms, rank and ensignia, and everything else for that matter, are completely different from the other services and make absolutely no sense whatsoever. I will muster (whatever that is) at 0700 hrs every morning unless I am buddy-buddy with the Chief, in which case I will show up around 0930 hours. I vow to hone my coffee cup handling skills to the point that I can stand up in a kayak being tossed around in a typhoon, and still not spill a drop. I consent to being promoted and subsequently busted at least twice per fiscal year. I realize that, once selected for Chief, I am required to submit myself to the sick, and quite possibly illegal, whims of my new-found "colleagues." So help me Neptune.
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Signature, Date
US Marine Corps Oath of Enlistment
I, state your name, swear... uuhhhh... high-and-tight... *grunt* cammies... uhh... ugh... Air Force women... OORAH! So help me Corps.
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Army, Air Force, and Marine Generals were standing in front of a rappelling tower with a Navy Admiral. The Air Force General says to the others, "My men are the most courageous of the Armed Forces."
"Ha!", said Army, "My men are the most courageous and I'll prove it."
Army calls a Private over from the tower. He tells the Private, "I want you to jump off that tower- no rope, no parachute."
"Yes, Sir!!!", the Private yells and proceeds to climb the tower. The Private walks to the edge, yells "Hoo-ahh!", and jumps off the tower. He is killed instantly upon impact.
"That's nothing," the Air Force General said, bored. He calls a Senior Airman over. "Son, I want you to jump off that tower- no rope, no parachute. And I want you to do it with style."
"Yes, Sir!!!", the Senior Airman yells. He climbs to the top of the tower, walks to the edge and jumps. He executes a swan dive that would make Greg Louganis proud, hits the ground and dies on impact.
"Hmmph," the Marine growled. "Ya'll obviously forgot the Marine Corps was here", he said (yelling "Marine Corps!" as all Marines tend to do.)
He calls a Lance Corporal over. "Marine, I want you to jump off that tower and make the Corps proud!"
The Corporal yells, "Ooh-rah!", by way of response and runs to the tower. He grabs an M-60 and ammunition belt on the way and wraps the belt around himself in the Pancho Villa style. He climbs the tower and walks to the edge. Upon reaching the edge, he throws two grenades into the air, yells "Semper Fi Do or Die!", and jumps off. He starts shooting the M-60 in mid-air, clipping treetops and yelling the entire way down. His impact is obscured by the two exploding grenades. When the smoke clears, only little pieces of the Marine are left.
The others are impressed and nod their heads in admiration. Then the Admiral says, "That's nothing". The others turn to face the Admiral, their faces in disbelief. The Admiral calls a Seaman over who was cleaning latrines. "Son, I want you to jump off that tower- no rope, no parachute."
The Seaman looks the Admiral in the face and says, "Fuck you! You kiss, my ass first!" and walks off.
The Admiral turns to the others and says, "Now THAT'S courage!"
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