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WAR STORIES FROM PARADISE
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Sep 2005 through Jan 2006 NAME = Mel MY QUEST = Enjoy
remembering the many war stories VT of a SWALLOW =
Depends...Unladen?...African?...European? E-MAIL =
AFMedic1997@yahoo.com NATIONALITY = American
SERVICE = USAF UNIT = 96 EBS RANK/RATE/JOB = SSGT
MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = This
is a No-Shit Drinking
Story
MY WARSTORY = So there we
were...having a bar-b-que
and partaking in some cocktails on New Year's Eve when
a very special friend
happened to mention how cool it would be to steal the
Santa sled and put it on
top of the EOD bar. Now us B.I.O.T.C.H.'s have
no fear so myself and a
cop that shall remain nameless at this time decided to
take a gator from the CE
compound and travel to Liberty Hall. We drove
around to where the sled
was and proceeded to load it onto the gator.
There were some maintainers
at their wannabe EOD bar tent yelling at us, but we
did not falter.
Speeding down the dirt road we delivered it to the EOD
bar and many took
pictures with it. What was left to do you might
ask. Put it on the
roof! A few less drunk individuals hoisted it to
the roof and those that
were not weak climbed the roof to sit in the sled and
bring belated Christmas
cheer. I do remember a few days later the 40 AEG
commander ended up
coming down to the EOD bar and quite enjoyed the sight
of the sled on top of
the bar.
Oct-2005-jan 2006 NAME = Moose McGilacutty MY QUEST = To find the nude
beach VT of a SWALLOW = African
or European? E-MAIL =
shannonj2600@hotmail.com NATIONALITY = U S of A
SERVICE = Air Farce
UNIT = Security Farces
RANK/RATE/JOB = E-5 then
E-6 now. MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = This
is a No-Shit Drinking
Story
MY WARSTORY = So there I
was me and my buddies shit
faced at the Brit Club and apparently there was some
big to do on the Navy side
and all these Navy females show up wearing gear I
didn't think was esential to
a GWOT deployment,but i digress. Did I mention I was
shit faced,anyway these
navy chics are sitting at a table on the outside deck
in dresses too short to
ignore and one of them keeps opening her legs and of
course in all the haste to
pack her slutty gear she must have forgotten to pack
panties. So being the hard
up shitfaced Air Farce Gaurdsmen we are we looked and
pointed and took
pictures. Well needfless to say this enraged the Navy
seamen who were
apparently charged with protecting the pantyless
wonders honor. My buddies and
I not possesing the refined social graces of our
regular Air Force counterparts
informed the seaman that only pain and humiliuation
awaited them if that
continued down their current path. needless to say
they continued but before we
could dole out there ass whoopins Andy the rather
large customs official,bar
manager and freind of OURS tossed the offending seamen
out on there asses. The
night was finished with another round of Captain(on
the house) and some BBq
meat on a stick sold by the phlipinos at the door.
True story so help me and I
challenge anyone who calls me a lier . I was saddened
to learn recently that
the Air Guard would no longer deploy to DG I'll miss
it. 2005 NAME = aka "Barbie" MY QUEST = live everyday as
if it's my last VT of a
SWALLOW = Swallow what?
E-MAIL = not this time
bucko SERVICE = Air Force
UNIT = 715AMOC RANK/RATE/JOB = SMSgt
MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = This
is a No-Shit Drinking
Story MY WARSTORY = So there I was with Tisha at the
Brit Club after a most
difficult Cable and Wireless Challenge. We began
to celebrate (with the
Brits)and one thing let to another and a naked couple
were in the water in
front of the Marina doing 'it'. I won't say who
but it was...quite
interesting.
Needless to say the PR on
Monday was not good.
June 2005 - June 2006
NAME = Trish MY QUEST = Repair my liver
after a year of Diego! VT of a SWALLOW = Does that
have something to do
with the transexuals?
E-MAIL = Spam makes me
twitch... NATIONALITY = American
SERVICE = Active Air Force UNIT = 715 AMOG that
switched to 730 AMS and will
probably switch back to 715th soon... RANK/RATE/JOB = I found out
I made Staff Sergent
while I was there. That was pretty cool.
MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = This
is a No-Shit Drinking
Story
MY WARSTORY = So, me and my
boss (we'll call her
"Barbie") were shit hammered at the Brit (we are both
female type, so
of course we were shit hammered) when the Camp Justice
1st Sergent (who ironically
looks like a part of the male anatomy with ears)
strolls up to us and tells us
we need to leave because it is past cerfew. (In
case you dont know, AMC
personnel on the island don't have a cerfew, but Camp
Justice folks had a
cerfew of 0001L.) Of course, the 11 or 12 double
Morgans and Cokes
totally disagreed with this particular 1st Sergent and
he ended up threatening
to put us in jail if we didn't leave the Brit
IMMEDIATLY!! Well,
"Barbie" proceeded to "challenge" the authority of the
Shirt and it turned into a war of the stripes!
(Me not having any stripes
to speak of, found this highly entertaining)
Well, one thing let to
another and "Barbie" gave the 1st Sergent a good,
solid shove to the
chest area... Not good... The 1st Sergent
went straight to his
office and called our Major and told on "Barbie"
because she pushed
him. (Note: Its about 0130 and we are all
pretty shitty) The
Major showed up at the Brit Club and requested that we
not push anymore Senior
ranking enlisted members and then made the 1st Sergent
apologize to us for
threatening to take us to jail for not doing anything
wrong.
Long story short, drunk
chicks can get away with anything on the island of
Diego Garcia!! I will
never forget my tour there and I had the time of my
life!!! I miss my
girls and I miss the completely ridiculous British
dress-up parties. I
love nekid Brits!!!! hahaha
On my way sometime this
month (damn OPSEC NAME = mugu MY QUEST = To have a war
story woth posting when I'm
done
VT of a SWALLOW =
swallow? Isn't that the bird
of love
E-MAIL =
mugu@yahoo.com:boniface30@hotmail.com NATIONALITY = togo lome SERVICE = Air Farce ( A
stinkin Guardsmen) UNIT = 40th RANK/RATE/JOB = SSgt (E-5) MY INTEREST IN DG IS = Want
to Drink A Lot, Cheap SUBJECT OF MY STORY: =
There I Was, Passed Out on
The Beach
MY WARSTORY = mugu keep
offfffffffffffffffffffff.......they give me hope that
my time ther won't be
spent walkin wing tips durring the day and pud pulling
at night( or vice
versa). If anyone can fill me in on the Air Force
contingent on the Island
Likes,Dislikes general mood ect. it would be greatly
appreciated. As I
mentioned before I'm in the Air guard in Jerzy and the
last time I deployed was
to Quatar in 2002-03 so can't imagine DG is any worse
than that,as long as
there are no porta poties that have been roasting in
120 Deg heat I'll be fine.
Anyways thanks for the Forum great site.
February to May 2005
NAME = Steve Tuohy
MY QUEST = To drink in as
many nations as possible VT of a SWALLOW = african
or european? E-MAIL = tsltuohy@aol.com NATIONALITY = USA - Irish
New Yorker SERVICE = Air National
Guard UNIT = Security Forces
RANK/RATE/JOB = SSgt and
still SSgt (finished 7
level CDCs). Heading to Kyrgastan in a month. I hear
that's great too. MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: =
Other MY WARSTORY = I got to
Diego on the heels of a
stressful year. Family problems, some bills and I had
broken my leg at tech
school (only the brilliant medical personnel at
Lackland told me I had strained
my knee. After I drove from Texas to northern
Minnesota using a crutch to work
the gas pedal, I got an MRI and was told my leg was
broken. It was too late to
cast it so it took 4 months to heal instead of 2.
Diego was just what the
doctor ordered. It takes about 5 days to get used to
the heat. The island is
beautiful and everyone has this laid back 'wow, I'm
really here' attitude. Beer
is $12 a case and you can buy 2 cases a day - but
that's it - only 2 cases. My
tent and my friend's tent had a combined total of 22
cases of beer. We lived in
tent city which was nice for a tent city. Remember an
Air Force Tent city is
better then some 3rd world nations' hotels. The
fishing was great - crazy
great. My first charter was a 4 hour bottom fishing trip
off the coast of the
plantation. It takes about 30 minutes by boat to get
there (1 hour round trip)
so you fish for 3 hours. We caught 50 fish in 3 hours.
We lost tons of tackle
because the groupers run under the coral after you
hook them and snap the line.
The action was non-stop.
The scenery was amazing. We
had dolphins follow us out. You could watch shark swim
under the boat. If you
go trolling you hit yellow fin tuna and wahoo. The
wahoo run 20 - 55 pounds and
the tuna run 40 to 150lbs. The biggest I saw was 95lbs
and it was huge. The
fish taste great. We were tight with the Philippino
workers and they would have
big cook outs with the fish. Best sea food I've ever
had. There are 4 clubs on
the Island. The Britt club which sucks, the Seaman's
club which was great (the
merchant marines go there so you meet people from all
over the world and it has
this corner bar feel to it - great snack food during
happy hour and the kabobs
rock.)and the Navy clubs. The Navy has a really nice
facility. There is a
complex with a sports bar, a dance club and a
resturaunt and it's all
excellent. We would go to the pool. Swim for a couple
of hours, hit the
resturaunt and then shoot pool until the band started
playing.
After work, I'ld go to the
gym and then swim in the lagoon until the sunset over
the palm trees. I used to
be in the Army. The 101st Airassualt - Screaming
Eagles. Our deployments
sucked. You would loose lots
of weight, be frozen or so hot that you couldn't
think. There were blisters,
bug bites, infections, sore backs and shoulders from
the rucks and gear and no
sense of it ending.I have seen the light and it
started in Diego. Now I'm going
to Kyrgastan. I read an
article on Manas, Kyrgastan
(the Air Base)and a
Marine Capt said he had heard about the down range Air
Force deployment area
and how they were know for their 'comfort' but this
place is a resort. I know
Captian, I understand. I have been converted.
Hopefully, we'll meet and have
some home grown vodka. My wife still remembers the
101's deployments and field
exercises when I would come home stiff, sore and down
to skin and bones. Now I
come home with a tan line, exotic gifts and a need to
sleep it off. P.S. I'll go back to Diego
in a heart beat
October 2005-January 2006 NAME = Judson MY QUEST = I sek the
mystical MOJO formula VT of a SWALLOW = DEpends E-MAIL =
Shannonj2600@hotmail.com NATIONALITY = American
SERVICE = Air Nasty Guard UNIT = Security Forces
RANK/RATE/JOB = SSgt E-5 MY INTEREST IN DG IS = Want
to Drink A Lot, Cheap SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = I'd
Like to Share Precious
Memories of Drinking/Fishing/Snorkeling/Sailing on
Diego Garcia MY WARSTORY = I have to say
I though DG was pretty
good duty I mean I could have been in Iraq. Instead I
was enjoying the warm
breezes and unfreindly
glances from Dis enchanted
Air force women who were
thrilled with the Female to male ratio and often took
full advantage(who
wouldn't).I remember deep sea fishing within sight of
the beach by the Navy
acey deucy club and landing two 35 lb yellowfin tuna.
I also will never forget
striking out horribly with a female customs officer at
the Brit and how hott
ROPO 8 Nikki was. In short I would go back in a heart
beat, but not for more
than 6 months at a time.
July-August 2005 NAME = Pat / Radio Call
Sign "FedEx" MY QUEST = VT of a SWALLOW = E-MAIL =
pjofedex1@comcast.net NATIONALITY = SERVICE = Pa Air Guard
UNIT = Transportation
RANK/RATE/JOB = My Last Big
Adventure MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: =
Other MY WARSTORY = How I Spent
My Summer Vacation 05 Well, there was me, this
tropical paradise, the
lagoon, my porch, my hammock and my good "ole buddie"
Captain
Morgan... and of course the Red Light District (porch)
of Ben and his
gang...& Kat and her following, from
Spang-gol-lum, Germany... Thanks for the Memories
<> You know who you
are <> lol <>
On my way sometime this
month (damn OPSEC) NAME = S. Judson MY QUEST = To have a war
story woth posting when I'm
done
VT of a SWALLOW = A
swallow? Isn't that the bird of
love
E-MAIL =
shannonj2600@hotmail.com NATIONALITY = American
SERVICE = Air Farce ( A
stinkin Guardsmen) UNIT = 40th SFS RANK/RATE/JOB = SSgt (E-5) MY INTEREST IN DG IS =
Interested World Citizen SUBJECT OF MY STORY: =
Other MY WARSTORY = I haven't
been to DG yet but my time
is fast approaching. Had a great time reading the war
stories, they give me
hope that my time ther won't be spent walkin wing tips
durring the day and pud
pulling at night( or vice versa). If anyone can fill
me in on the Air Force
contingent on the Island Likes,Dislikes general mood
ect. it would be greatly
appreciated. As I mentioned before I'm in the Air
guard in Jerzy and the last
time I deployed was to Quatar in 2002-03 so can't
imagine DG is any worse than
that,as long as there are no porta poties that have
been roasting in 120 Deg
heat I'll be fine. Anyways thanks for the Forum great
site.
Apr 02-Jul 02, Aug 03-Oct
03, Jan 05-Feb 05, Mar
05-Apr 05
NAME = Bart MY QUEST = To NOT visit the
island again VT of a SWALLOW = If it's
terminal then the Swallow
doesn't really care
E-MAIL =
aftiggerintel@yahoo.com NATIONALITY = USA SERVICE = Air Force
UNIT = 45 ERS RANK/RATE/JOB = Too low to
matter MY INTEREST IN DG IS = My
Time There is Lost in an
Alcoholic Haze, Help Me Remember! SUBJECT OF MY STORY: = I'd
Like to Share Precious
Memories of Drinking/Fishing/Snorkeling/Sailing on
Diego Garcia MY WARSTORY = The first
time I was at DG, it was
monsoon season and the old style tent flooded. Right
outside the tent we had
Lake Placid (I still think a couple chickens drowned
in it). Most of the time
there was either on the beach, drinking with the
Squadron, or trying to figure
out how to modify the tent. One night on my trip in
Jan 05, we tried to play
football on the coral "grass" in the back of tent
city. As you can
imagine there were several poeple who were bruised and
battered after that. My
last trip there, we had squadron drinking nights. We'd
all start drinking about
the same time and instead of whoever passes out first
getting drawn on, we drew
on anyone who would let us. I think the offical count
was 22 people with
something written on them by the next morning. That
trip we had 2 of our
squadron who drank for about 48 hours straight. Man I
wish I could keep up with
them. Maybe if I get enough practice I can :)
Subject:
Joining
the DGYC
Date:
Mon,
3 Oct 2005 06:20:38 -0400 From:
"Sarah"
<sarah_flyinrugger@msn.com> Hello Mr. Morris! I
am in the Air Force and
was just deployed to Diego Garcia for a 60 day
rotation, and thoroughly enjoyed
everything the marina had to offer! I wanted to
become a life time member
of the DG Yacht Club, however, most of the times I was
there, no one was
available to take my application. Do you know if
there is a way for me to
apply from here in Tampa, either online or through
snail mail, and if so, who
should I contact? Thanks very much for your
help! v/r Captain Sarah Lynch
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