That's where you met your current boyfriend?

"Horvath" wrote in message
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On Tue, 04 Nov 2003 18:38:55 GMT, James Johnson
wrote this crap:


When I was in the Navy on a submarine we sent a new guy on what we
thought was a
wild goose chase to get some relative bearing grease. A couple of hours
later
he comes back saying "We don't have any on board, but I've got the stock
number." Disbelieving we followed him to the supply microfiche machine
where an
entry titled 'Grease, relative bearing, Mark V Fire Director' was
displayed. It
spoiled all of our fun, send somebody for something that didn't exist and
he
finds it!

One time, as a new Lt. I was assigned to the Field Artillery. While
the guns were being set up, a Sgt. came up to me and said, "We almost
got it set up, Lt. Horvath, but we're short of firing line. How about
going to the warehouse, and getting us a new roll of firing line."

I said, "I'll do my best, Sarge." and I jumped in a jeep, and drove
off. I went into town, had a steak, and a few beers, and drove back.

I went back to the artillery, and made up a story about how I went to
the warehouse and asked for firing line, and the quartermaster looked
all over the warehouse, and couldn't find any. The Sgt. looked at me
and asked, "You really didn't go to the warehouse, did you?"

"Hell no!" I said. "I went into town for lunch."



Hero@Horvath

I don't spend my money on food. I spend most of my money
on women, porn, booze, and recreation. The rest of it I just waste.