Some fucking jerkoff that worked for NOAA tried to stab me one night at the EM club. An old nigger, 2nd Class cook saved my ass and I didn't even know until a week later. Yes... lots of beer was involved. A friend that was there that night told me when I started bitching about Jonesy's kids making too much noise in the BEQ (batchlors enlisted quarters). He had 2 kids and was going thru divorce... anywho... i ate some cheese that day.
Where TF were you? Was it a ship crew or something?
An air station. Floyd Bennett. The NOAA ship was docked next to us. We had the only nigger pilot in the service. He set a fucking H-52 on fire while I was on Rescue One sitting on the runway. Long story.
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