Do Special Forces Use Busse's

They ran through the briars

and they ran through the brambles

and they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.

They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch em

on down the Mississippi to the Gulf o' Mexico!
 
Originally posted by UffDa
:D

Do folks on the other forums have this much fun? I don't think so. (Except maybe Swamp Rat, but they're still family)

One thing I still don't understand...why do people want to jump out of a perfectly good airplane?:confused:
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There is no such thing as a perfectly good airplane... :cool:

Here's another favorite for all my Airborne brothers out there... And all you legs too, I guess.;)

He was just a rookie trooper,
And he surely shook from fright
As he checked all his equipment,
And made sure his pack was tight
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar,
You ain't gonna jump no more.

"Is everyone happy?", cried the sergeant, looking up,
Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up,
He leaped right out into the blast, his static line unhooked,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

CHORUS:
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!

He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock,
He felt the wind, he felt the clouds, he felt the awful drop,
He jerked his cord, the silk spilled out and wrapped around his legs.
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)

The risers wrapped around his neck, connectors cracked his dome
The lines were snarled and tied in knots, around his skinny bones,
The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)

The days he's lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind,
He thought about the medics and wondered what they'd find,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)

The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and screamed with glee, they rolled thier sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or more since last a 'Chute had failed.
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)

He hit the ground, the sound was "SPLAT", his blood went spurting high
His comrades then were heard to say, "A Helluva way to die."
He lay there rolling 'round in the welter of his gore.
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the 'Chute
Intestines were a'dangling from his Paratrooper's boots,
They picked him, still in his 'Chute and poured him from his boots.
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE!
(CHORUS)
 
Indeed... and while the uninitiated may think that song is morose and a real downer... it is instead a badge of honor.:cool:

I have ridden the skies in great machines,
hooked up and jumped with the best of men.

I have fought long and hard, and when I felt I had no energy left,
I have been fired by the fear that if I stopped fighting,
...my comrades would die.

And when I was in danger, enemy all around,
I heard the thunder from my left and my right, as my life was defended.
I have never been alone.

I live, jump, fight and battle to victory with the
greatest assemblage of men on earth.

Gentlemen, to the BROTHERHOOD of the AIRBORNE.

...To the AIRBORNE !
 
Les,
I've got a friend who jumped out of planes- some of them over SEA and I once asked him about the scarriest part of his time in combat- He replied "The time between the wheels leaving the ground and the green light..."
He also bounced in a Huey once...once- his last chopper ride. He got a medal for saving a crewman from the flames. Wayne laughed and said he was just knocking the bastard out of his way !! LOL! He carried and EK at the time, Jerry- where were you when he needed a good knife!! HA
 
Originally posted by lmalterna
Les,
I've got a friend who jumped out of planes- some of them over SEA and I once asked him about the scarriest part of his time in combat- He replied "The time between the wheels leaving the ground and the green light..."
He also bounced in a Huey once...once- his last chopper ride. He got a medal for saving a crewman from the flames.
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No joke that... that period of time when you basically have no control over anything is the most nervewracking. :grumpy: I always figured everybody gets X number of helicopter and airplane rides and once you've exceeded that number... well you get the picture.;)
 
How true Les. I remember seeing the "Blood upon the Risers" in my old Airborne yearbook. Man, it's been a while since I've thought of that one;)
Bob
 
If we may return to the War of 1812 for a moment. I was listening to a folk music radio program the other day and the DJ said that when Johnny Horton did a tour in England that the song was changed around a little. He played a recording of the England tour version. Instead of taking a trip with Col Jackson, he sang "along with General Pakenham" and instead of "the British kept a runnin" it was "the Yankees kept a runnin". Otherwise it was mostly the same. Kind of interesting to hear.
 
Bah, damn revisionist "historians" playing up to whoever is in closest proximity of kicking their azzes... :grumpy:
 
As it was explained to a friend of mine....

Son, those planes were built by the lowest bidder and are maintained by folks who would rather be somewhere else.
 
Thanks for the lyrics SpearHead ^

I'm just a 5-Jump Cherry but I still enjoy not being a dirty, nasty leg ya' know...and I always wondered how the rest of that ditty went.
 
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