In a Ranger Up world, the instructions on a magnesium trip flare would say, “Do not light in front of friends for the purpose of entertainment,” which wouldn’t matter anyway since none of us can read.
In a Ranger Up world, the instructions on a magnesium trip flare would say, “Do not light in front of friends for the purpose of entertainment,” which wouldn’t matter anyway since none of us can read.
A butterbar Lieutenant in charge of a multi-weapon, combined range in Korea was told, “don’t bring back any ammo.” This is how those “what NOT to do with live ammo” videos start.
by Tommy Batboy
There’s an old saying that says everything happens in three’s. If that’s the case, douchebags of the world, please stay the hell away from Nick. You don’t want to be the third troll to try and pick an unprovoked fight, or if you are- just remember I told ya so.
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