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If you don't draw yours, I won't draw mine. A police officer, working in the small town that he lives in, focusing on family and shooting and coffee, and occasionally putting some people in jail.

Monday, September 03, 2007

"Team Six, but I can't tell you any more..."

"...without a Need To Know."

So said yet another yahoo, tonight.

Pal LawDog, who'd dropped by and was riding shotgun with me for a few minutes while passing through town, exchanged a sideways glance with me. We both tried to keep our smirks from showing as we faced away from him.

I don't think the yahoo could have seen them through the smudged Lexan of my patrol car's cage, anyhow. That, the darkness, and the fog of better than double the legal limit of alcohol would impair anybody's ability to detect inaudible snark attacks.


It's always "Team Six."

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At Monday, September 03, 2007 3:09:00 AM, Blogger Ambulance Driver said...

Well, when I was in the 'Nam, we could always tell the poseurs like that. ;)

At Monday, September 03, 2007 7:05:00 AM, Blogger Tam said...

You and the 'Dog in a cop car with a gen-yoo-wine Mall Ninja in the back seat?

I would have given a kidney and two (non-index) fingers to be a fly on the dashboard.

At Monday, September 03, 2007 10:09:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

In Montana, we have different kinds of lies.

Transient: I won this belt buckle at a rodeo!
Officer: Oh really. What was the name of the bull you rode?
Transient: I can't remember.
Officer: That's because you're lying.


At Monday, September 03, 2007 10:32:00 AM, Blogger Matt G said...

That is a nice catch, Kit; I never knew a real rodeo'r who couldn't (or wouldn't, unfortunately) bore anyone in earshot with the names of their conquests and of the manner of their exploits in the ring. (Uh, and out.)

At Monday, September 03, 2007 12:12:00 PM, Blogger Old NFO said...

LOL- Next time you get one of them, call 772-595-5845 and ask for Patches Watson, he can tell you if they are real or not :-)

At Monday, September 03, 2007 12:21:00 PM, Blogger LawDog said...


Him and his 1977 tour in Vietnam, being the only survivor of a Team that went in to rescue POWs, the car that fell on him and broke his neck before his Team Six training, but he never knew about it until many years later, how he was the first person to volunteer to go back into the military and the former commanding officer who wouldn't let him rejoin because he was too dangerous to be training the "new military", his hate for Marines that was established after a stay in the stockade where 12 of them handed him a Fate Worse Than Death.

Oh, that and his "receding prostate".

I confess, that one wiped me out.

It wsan't necessary to call Mr. Wilson -- this guy was prime SQUEAL material from the get-go.

SQUEAL: "I was in Six, sir."

LawDog: "Really. So ... what was Marcinko really like in person?"

SQUEAL: (Too clever to fall for an obvious trick like that) "Never heard of him, sir."

LD and MattG: *gigglesnort*

At Monday, September 03, 2007 12:41:00 PM, Blogger Murphy said...

'snark attack'

I love it.

Shoulda told him you two were in the Marines. Ranger Recon Airborne Secret Forces, of course. Had to get out due to the whole Fate Worse than Death thing...

At Tuesday, September 04, 2007 7:34:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Team Six my achin' butt; those guys were just Johnny-Come-Latelies. Everyone knows the REAL leaders were in Team 5 3/4.

At Tuesday, September 04, 2007 12:49:00 PM, Blogger shooter said...

If he mentioned that he was a Major while in the Navy, then I know this guy personally.

Send Gecko45 our love.

At Tuesday, September 04, 2007 6:21:00 PM, Blogger Old NFO said...

Lawdog, Marcinko was and is an egotistical asshole :-)

At Wednesday, September 05, 2007 7:19:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Wow, that's fascinating. Please sign here, sir. This is not an admission of guilt, only your promise to appear as instructed. Thanks for your courtesy, and thank you for your servivce to our country . . . ."

At Wednesday, September 05, 2007 2:12:00 PM, Blogger Matt G said...

He got all that, and so, so much more.

At Thursday, September 06, 2007 1:30:00 AM, Blogger Larry said...

In my 20 year Navy career, I met exactly 3 SEALS that I knew of.
Two I found out about accidentally, one never confirmed nor denied, and the third went to BUD/S and SQL from my command. We kept track of him to see if he graduated.
We did have SEAL teams on the carriers, but they didn't really hang out with the rest of the crew.

At Thursday, September 06, 2007 1:32:00 AM, Blogger Larry said...

Please Mr Lawdog Sir, more details on the Fate Worse Than Death?
I don't care who you are, that's funny right there.

At Saturday, March 13, 2010 7:34:00 AM, Anonymous ka9vsz said...

I saw a whole mess of SEALS once while driving on Silver Strand from Coronado NAS. They were picking up roadside trash. Oh, the glory!

In the forward mess deck (CV-64) a SEAL/UDT/whatever stepped in lookin' mighty grumpy; he raised his weapon and swept the room- while making "pschew-pschew" noises holding his cardboard paper towel core tube thingy. After he "killed" all us squids, he got a smile on his face like he had just um, nevermind, family blog. His arms were biggern' my thighs...
WV is "eratess"- many little mistakes.


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