If there was ever a doubt that a parallel universe exists then remove the doubt completely from your mind. Rones’ double, from a parallel universe, has visited the site. This one used to work in an office, a tough guy, with a serious attitude towards loose women.

Back in the day, I had the misfortune to have a work colleague, who regarded a mini skirt that barely covered her bottom, and a fairly monumental cleavage, artfully displayed, as perfectly legitimate tools to have all the men in the office eating out of her hand, and covering for her repeated stuff – ups. Except one…

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Did he or didn’t he? Now we know

Walking across Omaha beach a couple of weeks ago, and wondering what the men who survived that particular slaughterhouse would think of today’s little cupcakes…….
Rones also stormed Omaha Beach https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=27&v=s_7qED08Wi8

Quoting about himself from 50 years ago. This a mental illness. It’s a mental illness or severely disrupted self estem.

 

  • Pity schools don’t attract more old soldiers.

    My High School history teacher had served as a rifleman in the United States Marine Corps, in the Pacific, during Wobbly Wobbly Two. You did not ever, but ever, fvck about, in history class….I have one of his school reports in front of me.

    “For someone who appeared to spend most of his time in my class daydreaming, and took as few notes as he did, I am surprised that he even passed, let alone achieved the results that he did.”

 

Ronery, he’s a tough guy and very winsome with the lady folk. Didn’t know? He’s happy to tell you?
I may have been prone, in my younger days, to settle arguments with my fists, I may have caused the military and service police to earn their pay in my younger days, I may have separated young ladies – and some old enough to know better – from the odious burden of their chastity, but I have NEVER, but NEVER, sunk to the depths of voting Labor. 

Without warning, Ronery goes for some ancestral worship at the Cat. I must admit, it’s a strange one because Rones managed to incorporate both ancestral worship and boasting – something we haven’t seen before.
Ummm, no, Dad. Since you’re now gone, I can tell you it was your oldest son who dropped one of the .303 blanks you had in a tin in the shed into the bin. Father, now that you have been gone all these years, I can reveal which of your sons it was who tried to shoot a crow, with a .303 rifle, and shot a hole in the house rainwater tank in the process. It wasn’t your eldest son – the prodigal son, the one who you said would never come to any good – it was your favourite son, the son you were grooming to run the whole enterprise, and who fucked off East, and left the prodigal son to run the whole matter. Rest in peace, Dad
Really bizarre too, as he seems to be snitching on his brother to his dead father.