Marc Chevalier
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I repeat: what a caboose!
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[bad]Originally posted by Marc Chevalier
With a caboose to kill or die for!
well since these women won't be swooning over me until JUST before Christmas [knowing that Diamonds are a girl's best friend ]when I change my Fedora for a bright red Santa hat, maybe I could take over Procurement, at least until I need to re-task the elvescarter said:With your vast array of knowledge, I suggest you handle both Aarmament and Logistics,
Now we need someone in Procurement. Seems Marc has misplaced his caboose.
Does this mean I need to get that tattoo of my namesake's distinctive spinal markings?dostacos said:well since these women won't be swooning over me until JUST before Christmas [knowing that Diamonds are a girl's best friend ]when I change my Fedora for a bright red Santa hat, maybe I could take over Procurement, at least until I need to re-task the elves
Originally posted by Dostacos
maybe I could take over Procurement, at least until I need to re-task the elves
it is worth a try, and they only swoon for me when they confuse me with SantaDiamondback said:Does this mean I need to get that tattoo of my namesake's distinctive spinal markings?
OTOH, I'm jealous--nobody has ever swooned over me, and probably never will either.
I'm also semi-proficient with the art of "creative requisitions", so I can also help with procurement. (NOTE: "help with", not "do it all".)
the beer will be Coronas [well maybe Guinness, boots knee high with Sheepskin tops, Indy style fedoras with one large green feather each, and of course a green on one side, mottled brown on the other of a reversable cape, and a nice Mithral clasp at the neck[the jaw of the Mojave Green hooks through the tail to lock in place. When closed the head is to the right, rattle to the left, Number of rattles is 5 years per rattle mine will have 10 links on the rattle for another 8 months or so.]carter said:(Hurriedly enters the room)
Sorry, I was redressing an error on my part with the LOL.
Right you are.
First, I believe you have an ideal source for boots. We should all have over-the-calf boots. And spurs!...We do need spurs. (silence) Don't we?
And Fedoras! We must have matching fedoras! With BIG green feathers.
And capes! Like in LOTR. We'll be very inconspicuous.
Then we'll need rations. What do you think? Two tacos each? That should do it.
And beer. Copious amounts of beer. Prodigious quantities.
DB, should be able to handle the logistics.
Let's see....is there anything left to chance?
Hmmm....
..but my wife still swoons, so it is all good...well and I swoon for her too
Diamondback said:Carter, my uniform isn't open to negotiation. My field marshal's cap will have to do--aren't ladies supposed to love a man in uniform?
As for beer: I guess I can suffer that foul stuff defiling my air assets for the duration of this exercise--get it to the '130, and I'll do the rest...
Chow--I think I can get some good deals on MRE cases, I'm told the new ones ain't too bad...
Ground transportation: we'll need something rugged, I'd prefer Land Rover Defenders--no tellin' what kinds of trouble we may have to extract a damsel in distress from... Tac-air, I'm gonna suggest a Hind--gunship and dustoff in one effective but butt-ugly package.