Plagues Falling From Heaven
Lemme set this one up first....
So down at the airfield here in Kandahar they have a series of buildings that are designated for Aviation units and the such. One of the buildings is assigned to our unit specifically. They are pretty nice too, just one story buildings, with air conditioning and all that good shit. The building is kinda separated into three joined offices. One for the commander, first sergeant and all their peons; for like admin type issues. The middle one is for Operations, where they do mission planning and post up the flight schedules. The third one is for flight platoon, since we run 24 hour operations around the clock someone is always on duty down there. And since we aren't always flying, neeed a place to hang out. So we kinda turned our room into this lounge room. Its got a fridge, microwave, tv and a couple used sofa's. Kick back and shit, its kinda nice. We also got a table/desk to set up all the laptops for the aircraft. We keep records of the helicopters on PC, so we can keep them updated and whatever.
Anyway, so the other night, some of my homies were on duty down there. Waiting for a mission to come up, so they were just hangin out watching a movie. They heard a crash over in the corner of the room and noticed a ceiing tile had fallen out. No big deal, so they
went over to check it out. And realized that a fuckin snake had fallin outta the ceiling. And not just your average garder snake. But a fuckin, severly poisonous viper, about 3-4 feet long. So everyone is freaking the fuck out and they decide to trap it in this tin metal can. This being one of the snakes in the Afghanistan region NOT to fuck with. Super poisonous and matter of fact, there is no anti-venom anywhere in the country for this thing. So yeah, it'll kill ya, just as fast as a bullet to the heart.
So they take it outside and stomp the living shit outta this thing and toss its ass in the burn barrel, so the snake is now wasted.
But the best part of the story was the next morning when all of us came down to work. We walk into the Operations office and everyone is telling what happened. We got this one officer, LT, he's a real comedian. He comes walkin out there with a flashlight and moves a chair to the center of the room. He's like "Okay i need one of you short mother fuckers to take this flashlight and my pistol, climb up in there and tell me what you see." All the short guys were like "FUCK THAT" and took off.
We also got this other officer that was claiming today that he was having a hard time sleeping now, cause he keeps wakin up thinking snakes are gonna fall outta the ceiling in his room. And fall into his bed, what a pussy.
so yea, never know whats in your ceilings unless you look hahahahaha.
chris
So down at the airfield here in Kandahar they have a series of buildings that are designated for Aviation units and the such. One of the buildings is assigned to our unit specifically. They are pretty nice too, just one story buildings, with air conditioning and all that good shit. The building is kinda separated into three joined offices. One for the commander, first sergeant and all their peons; for like admin type issues. The middle one is for Operations, where they do mission planning and post up the flight schedules. The third one is for flight platoon, since we run 24 hour operations around the clock someone is always on duty down there. And since we aren't always flying, neeed a place to hang out. So we kinda turned our room into this lounge room. Its got a fridge, microwave, tv and a couple used sofa's. Kick back and shit, its kinda nice. We also got a table/desk to set up all the laptops for the aircraft. We keep records of the helicopters on PC, so we can keep them updated and whatever.
Anyway, so the other night, some of my homies were on duty down there. Waiting for a mission to come up, so they were just hangin out watching a movie. They heard a crash over in the corner of the room and noticed a ceiing tile had fallen out. No big deal, so they
went over to check it out. And realized that a fuckin snake had fallin outta the ceiling. And not just your average garder snake. But a fuckin, severly poisonous viper, about 3-4 feet long. So everyone is freaking the fuck out and they decide to trap it in this tin metal can. This being one of the snakes in the Afghanistan region NOT to fuck with. Super poisonous and matter of fact, there is no anti-venom anywhere in the country for this thing. So yeah, it'll kill ya, just as fast as a bullet to the heart.
So they take it outside and stomp the living shit outta this thing and toss its ass in the burn barrel, so the snake is now wasted.
But the best part of the story was the next morning when all of us came down to work. We walk into the Operations office and everyone is telling what happened. We got this one officer, LT, he's a real comedian. He comes walkin out there with a flashlight and moves a chair to the center of the room. He's like "Okay i need one of you short mother fuckers to take this flashlight and my pistol, climb up in there and tell me what you see." All the short guys were like "FUCK THAT" and took off.
We also got this other officer that was claiming today that he was having a hard time sleeping now, cause he keeps wakin up thinking snakes are gonna fall outta the ceiling in his room. And fall into his bed, what a pussy.
so yea, never know whats in your ceilings unless you look hahahahaha.
chris