The kick-me-in-the-crotch, I-ain't-done-diddly, get-a-life, 2000 post slugfest party

(Eying plain green can suspiciously …)
This isn’t military-issue beer, is it?

Have a BRQ with your MRE.

BRQ = Beer Ready to Quaff


BTW, Chief: I’ll have you know that in none of my still-less-than-100 posts does a wretched smilie appear. This smilie-less post is in your honor.

Woo-hoo! Beer’s on Chief. Pour me a quart please!

No smilies here, thanks for the Beer!
Sili

Sigh. And I’ve got his postcard hanging on my wall at work.

I’m honored to join this party. And I will not use a smilie in this post.

Congrats, Chief!

Congrats there Chief. I never sent you a single smilie as bad as the temptation was.

Pass me a wine spritzer while ya at it.

Oooo Chief, what a long strange trip it’s been!

Here’s an absolutely ice cold one for you on that hot boat!

Can we ride the airplanes???

Since she used a Dead reference I’ll grant elelle’s wish.

Virtual F/A-18 rides for everyone! Climb in the cockpit, buckle your harness, clench your ass… here comes the cat shot…

FFWWOooMP!

WHOOOSH!!! WHOOO-OOOOOSH!! WHOOOOSH!

Get ready for the trap…

EEEEEEeeeee-thwamp!!!

Errr, Chief, I’m sorry I puked, but that was SO great! Can I have one more time, only this time I wanna go upside down!

Ya know I wouldn’t do it, but are there Mach tension smilies?

I’ve been waiting all my life to hear that from a woman…

Oooh, ooh, ooh! Can I do the “kick-me-in-the-crotch” part? You know I’d do just about anything to get closer to the “Li’l Chief”!!!

Did I say he was little…