Ask Don and Diane Shit, Bar Room Brawling

Ask Don and Diane Shit, Bar Room Brawling


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Hogan

05/19/2018
00:42:03


Made PFC in boot camp, got to the Redeye Platoons and lost it for choking the shit out of the Duty Sargeant with his own tie. Major Wilson held my office hours, was clearly embarrassed for the stff sargeant when he presented his tie with the grease stains from my hands. Which was the real story as i had hot wired some Corporals car and blown the tranny in it. I was replacing it when the Staff Sargeant showed up in the parking lot accusing me of playing loud music LOL. I had 19 months time in grade as a Private when orders came for Viet Nam. Inever startd em but always finished em, win lose or draw i did not give a fuck.



EFD620

02/07/2016
20:10:27


I was told you could not get your next rank without at least one new scar from a friendly bar room dance. The trick is(I hate to give this away) don't get drunk until after your done dancing. Being of the Irish persuation I didn't always follow the rules on the dance floor.

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Billy Smith

01/27/2016
12:07:22


That was good you that took me back to my mom husband 20 year Navy men, Vietnam vet who ran a bar in country fighting all the time .



No Nick

12/01/2015
10:57:00


@Joe Solo I enjoyed the shit out of that little story. Thanks for sharing.



TELECASTER

10/02/2015
16:19:37


SO COOL WHEN YOU HEAR SOMEBODY ELSE SAY THE SAME THING YOU WENT THROUGH NOT AS BAD AS DON ONLY GOT 1 LOR BUT I WAS SNEAKY AND WAS AFAST TALKER SOOOO FUNNY DREAT DON TELL SOME MORE



biggun

08/23/2015
19:38:41


I was only in the guard, but I had plenty of these bar room brawls. seemed no matter how much damage I did I ended up getting my ass kicked, then dealing with the charges. its amazing how stupid a person can be at that age but I wouldn't change it for the world. great stories Don!



Joe Solo

07/08/2015
19:42:42


My favorite video.
It sure does bring back a flood of memories.
I was only in for 3 years on a carrier as a 3x6 but I made it a point to pack as much shit as I could into that 3 year sea bag. The carrier was brand new and I went everywhere. Literally circumnavigated the planet. Two, 9 month deployments and other op cruises inbetween.
Got in a fight on ship before Hong Kong and my Chief gave me 3 choices for punishment. 3 days brigg, Captains Mast or wear my uniform on liberty in Hong Kong.
My Chief liked me and... like my dad, he was secretly proud of when I kicked some trouble making assholes ass. Although neither would admit it, I could tell. Like my dad, my Cheif was gonna dish out something.... just because.
Well, Captains mast was no option and I was pretty sure the Brigg option was just to scare me so I went for the CrackerJack deal. Door #3 Monty.
I had no intention of wearing it. We were all pumped up for liberty and with 6000 swinging dicks milling around that carrier I knew my Cheif wasn't gonna bother checking up on me. It was the honor system, and I wasn't gonna be too honorable that day.
There were places I couldn't wait to don that uniform like Australia, but the Kowloon side of Hong Kong was a different deal.
There was huge barroom brawl between the Brits and the Yanks that night. It was a wild sight. Just like in the John Wayne movies with the saloon fights. Tables flipping, chairs flying, and glasses breaking. Everone T'ing off on anybody and everybody.
I cas distinctly remember seeing "clouds" of beer in the air from being ejected out of mugs.
I had duty the next day, a Sunday. I was out all night (a whole nuther story) and I headed back at 05:30. I was walking down that big sidwalk that ran down the bay on my way to the liberty launch, ferry, or whatever we had set up to get us back out to the ship. We only berthed pierside in a few ports.
The Sun was just breaking, it was facing me. There wasn't one single sole out. It looked like a Neutron bomb had gone off. Absolutely no one.....noboby except for one silhouette of a tall man coming down the sidewalk towards me.
We got closer, and closer. Sun in my eyes and at his back.
His face slowly appeared out of the shadows. Damn! ...Chief.
I was a flippin mess and I knew it. Besides not being in dress uniform, Eyes bloodshot, hair a skew, weinkled pulled out shit, goose egg, bla,bla,bla.
Chief stopped, shook his head, then asked,
"Are you alright?" ...Yes Chief
"Did you have a good time?" ...Yep
"Okay then." "Go get cleaned up and muster for duty and turn to."...thanks Chief
That's all that was said. Not a word about not wearing my uniform.
I'll never ever forget that for the rest of my life.
Trivial story to most, but it will always be big medicine to me.
He treated me like a man at 18, because I was.

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Yank567

07/03/2015
00:00:47


Never been there....and never done that. Good god my life is boring



burl49

05/28/2015
18:10:06


LOL,been there done that !!



FrogFan1

05/23/2015
05:56:00


Great stories. As always. Thanks Don.