There's nothing to see here, move along...just bitch slapping Geoffrey Allen
DD214 as requested...
This is from my medical records, from when I broke my leg in RIP. It happened 9 miles into a 12 mile road march.
These were my buddies, we were together from basic through RIP. From LEFT to right...Griffin, Venice beach California; Henderson, San Diego California; Sintmanot, Miami Florida. We called ourselves the Rat Pack. Mainly because in AIT we ran scams where we would sneak into the mess hall, assisted by a convenient diversion, and acquire pockets full of cookies, muffins...whatever we could, usually sweats...ie, The Rat Pack! Some loved us some were jealous.
This is from my medical records, from when I broke my leg in RIP. It happened 9 miles into a 12 mile road march.
These were my buddies, we were together from basic through RIP. From LEFT to right...Griffin, Venice beach California; Henderson, San Diego California; Sintmanot, Miami Florida. We called ourselves the Rat Pack. Mainly because in AIT we ran scams where we would sneak into the mess hall, assisted by a convenient diversion, and acquire pockets full of cookies, muffins...whatever we could, usually sweats...ie, The Rat Pack! Some loved us some were jealous.
posted by Elmo at 5:26 PM
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Let me explain this lesson in life you just went through Geoffrey...
"Reality always slaps you harder when held back by pride." --Elmo 2006
geoff is alll talk, no walk. never produces a shred of evidence of his own toutings.
he claims he's served (never prodiced one document proving it)
Ah, named after the mysterious Rat Pack of the 1960's, who trained at night for daring bank robberies. Those were golden years.
Haven't you been listening to Geoffrey Gist...that was the legitimate Rat Pack, we were posers.
Well, of course, Geoffrey is a tool. The kind you discard of because it has no practical use.
Of course his wife does not know he is a liar Mous, just like he don't know his wife is fucking the mailman.
And I still have not got used to those thight shorts and the stiringwheel being on the wrong side of the car.
LOL!
Where is your proof Geoff? Didn't think so.
You Fucking Liar.
I have bad news folks...we don't have ChickenHawk Geoffrey around the play with anymore.
He has cornered himself up iat his blog, Dog Snot Diaries, and refuses to do anything but talk, talk, talk. Sounds like that rash of SkitzoReaganomica going around has finally gotten to him too.
That's too bad, he was so muck fun to kick around.
Those discharge papers are turning me on. Hot.
Smarty has unfortunately reminded me of one of my favorite oldie bloopers, where this woman was asked about the best surprise she ever had...
"Oh yeah! The best surprise I evah had was when my husband got outta the Ahmy! I woke up one morning and he was standing by the bed with his discharge in his hand!"
I'll come in again.
like I said, coin check
b-i-toches...
airborne, brotherman...
Smarty...wink, wink
Eli...shakes head
Aiborne! JQP
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