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Originally Posted by Bill O'Rights
US Air Force 1981-1989
And *I* was the guy that came upon your Z copping ass, hid your M-16, changed the channel on your radio so I could bogusly dispatch you to a hostile penetration attempt at "sector 7" (or, in your case, an IZ alarm at Kilo 4), and laugh my ass off watching you shit all over yourself.  Yeah...I was such a bastard. But at least Lt. Dipshit, with his degree in Forestry, didn't find out. 
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Yes, you were the bane of all us poor E-1s, E-2s, and E-3s.
We had a SSgt. assistant flight chief who was worse than any of us poor airmen, though. This guy snored. On certain midshifts when we knew no one was monitoring our radios, we'd sneak up on his patrol (he always parked in the same spot) and key our mics so everyone could hear him.