Boom Boom June!!! BOB Bombing Run

[WarlockBob]

Orders received!

 

[DrumsAndBeer]

Orders received. :drunken:

 

[Fr_Tom]

Orders are in hand.

 

[Jevverrett]

Orders received.

 

[PozzSka]

Orders received. Can't wait!

 

[juanmedusa]

Received 'em orders, sir.

 

[Timbo]

Orders received.

 

[fsu92john]

Orders received.

 

[Ozark Wizard]

Soooo,,,,,

When does this happen and whom are we bombing?

PM command. In this case Ocelot55 since it's his mission. I'd let you in on all the particulars but I am not one of "the dudes" anymore.

Well, I PMed the Co-Commander. I may have been less than eloquent for my reason for wanting to join the "Squadron". Hopefully, I will get to participate. Otherwise, I suppose, I will have to continue my random acts of kindness as per usual. Like a Seal team, a ninja, lurking and ready to strike............

smirk......

 

[Ozark Wizard]

I can say now, with my head high, beverage raised to the sky............



Orders received, and confirmed.

Thanks for letting me into the clubhouse gents

 

[Ocelot55]

Ha! It's great to have a Wizard on the team! Welcome to the squadron.

:cheers: :cheers: :cheers:

 

[DrT999]

I can say now, with my head high, beverage raised to the sky............



Orders received, and confirmed.

Thanks for letting me into the clubhouse gents

Orders in! Good luck on the first mission!

 

[DrumsAndBeer]

Ha! It's great to have a Wizard on the team! Welcome to the squadron.

:cheers: :cheers: :cheers:

Great addition to the team.

 

[MichaelM]

Orders received :bom:

 

[Dottleman]

Orders Received. Predator on station...

 

[kaitlyn3837]

Orders received! Getting everything set to go!

 

[d4klutz]

"Got my flyin' papers, Sir! Payload shall be selected with abandon and strewn about the landing zone without care. In this case, collateral damage is the name of the game!" hollers the Fokker pilot. He strolls off whistling a rambling tune, puffing on his pipe, and drinking from a bottle of stout. Before he walks through the door, he turns around, winks, and says "see ya in the air!" He then exits into the nighttime shadows, shuffling through the door with a salty swagger and a knowing smirk. As his trail of smoke lingers, the others in the room begin to wonder about the level of sanity left in the lanky guy's brain pan. They weren't sure if he had much to start with, but at least he is another pilot willing to risk it all by flying through any weather to deliver surprise devastation. Yet there is still an uneasiness about the rest of the squadron, wondering what crazy schemes might be knocking about in that half-empty skull....

 

[Ozark Wizard]

"Got my flyin' papers, Sir!  Payload shall be selected with abandon and strewn about the landing zone without care.  In this case, collateral damage is the name of the game!" hollers the Fokker pilot.  He strolls off whistling a rambling tune, puffing on his pipe, and drinking from a bottle of stout.  Before he walks through the door, he turns around, winks, and says "see ya in the air!"  He then exits into the nighttime shadows, shuffling through the door with a salty swagger and a knowing smirk. As his trail of smoke lingers, the others in the room begin to wonder about the level of sanity left in the lanky guy's brain pan.  They weren't sure if he had much to start with, but at least he is another pilot willing to risk it all by flying through any weather to deliver surprise devastation. Yet there is still an uneasiness about the rest of the squadron, wondering what crazy schemes might be knocking about in that half-empty skull....

(smirk)

That's great stuff there!!!

Sooooo, what's the Fokker pilot smoking in that pipe?




Squadron Leader?

 

[MichaelM]

wondering what crazy schemes might be knocking about in that half-empty skull....

I like to think of the skull as half full  

 

[d4klutz]

(smirk)

Sooooo, what's the Fokker pilot smoking in that pipe?

Squadron Leader?

15 yr old Penzance that was a gift from another brother *puffs away in bliss*