The Never Ending Thread

[KLHJ2]

Originally Posted by Lady Brave

Can't say I've ever heard of it. Is it a youth type of event? What denomination sponsors it?

The event itself is Non Denominational. The Hosting Church is CrossBridge Baptist. It is an event for all ages. Many popular Christian bands perform at it every year. With that said it has only been going on for about 3 or 4 years though. It takes place in August I believe.

[jsarno]

Originally Posted by angryssg

Its not sad, its just one of the thing you like to do.

I need to find better hobbies. LOL.

[jsarno]

Originally Posted by Lady Brave

Me too. I gotta hit the hay guys. I'm going to be useless at work tomorrow.

have a good night LB. I'm off too. Have a great night guys, I'll see you tomorrow.

[KLHJ2]

Originally Posted by Lady Brave

Me too. I gotta hit the hay guys. I'm going to be useless at work tomorrow.

And that would be different from any other day because.....?????

[KLHJ2]

Originally Posted by jsarno

have a good night LB. I'm off too. Have a great night guys, I'll see you tomorrow.

I guess you are right. I am usually only on here the nights that I work. There are occaisional excecptions.

[jsarno]

Originally Posted by angryssg

And that would be different from any other day because.....?????

LOL...ok, that was my last one. Night.

[Lady Brave]

Originally Posted by angryssg

The event itself is Non Denominational. The Hosting Church is CrossBridge Baptist. It is an event for all ages. Many popular Christian bands perform at it every year. With that said it has only been going on for about 3 or 4 years though. It takes place in August I believe.

Oh ok. I used to go to a lot of those type of events when I was a youth leader, now I only attend drama conferences.

Well I'm outta here. Later fellas.

[KLHJ2]

Originally Posted by jsarno

LOL...ok, that was my last one. Night.

Like this one JSARNO

[EARTHQUAKE2689]

Originally Posted by angryssg

Work is work. Its boring.

He probably passed out with a bottle of Corona in his mouth, a pinky in his ass, and is suffering from alcohol poisoning.

you got the corona part right.

[jsarno]

Originally Posted by angryssg

Like this one JSARNO

LOL...nice post.

[jsarno]

Originally Posted by EARTHQUAKE2689

you got the corona part right.

Dude, it's ok to admit you like to play that game...as long as it's always with a girl. Just admit it already.

[jsarno]

This is how I would imagine quake would be as a weather man judging by the majority of his posts here:

[jsarno]

Oh wait, he moving to florida...maybe this is more appropriate:

[KLHJ2]

A Special Warrior

SPC Schaper was one of those special types of soldiers. When I say special, I am not refering to the likes of Sergeant Audie Murphy, or Morales. I am refering to the likes that you only find in comic books like Gomer Pile or Beetle Bailey.

SPC Schaper was born in Buffalo NY. Early in his childhood his parents moved to Texas. SPC Schaper maitained his loyalty to the Buffalo Bills throught the years. Remarkably, he never caught onto Texan mannerisms either. You would never know that he spent the majority of his life in Texas.

SPC Schaper was an anomoly. He had A GT score of 127 (the max is 130), and could rattle off footbal statistics with the best of them from sheer memory. SPC Shaper however had several serious issues. I will do my best to explain them in this post, but to put it simply he was the dumbest genius I ever met. He was one of those types that you hed to say things too over and over and he just didnt get it. I am not talking about difficult things either. A question such as why are you late, or a statement such as tie your boots would be followed by a blank stare that could easily be recognized as confusion. I would literally have to repeat myself three or four times to get some type of response. In his uncoordination he would always try to fix another problem that I wasnt even refering to.

Dressing himself was always a task. The biggest headache that this guy ever gave me was being out of uniform. I would often think to myself "Is this guy serious". On several occaisions he would run down to P.T. formation as if he had just gotten out of the rack. Upon inspecting his uniform I noticed that his shorts were on backwards. I really must emphasize that everything that I am saying happened on numerous occaisions. His P.T. uniform wasnt the only article of clothing that gave him problems. He also had difficulty tying his own shoes, and putting on a pair of gloves. This is not an exaggeration. I literally had to assign a soldier to dress him in the mornings.

I had a theory that SPC Schaper was an Army research experiment in progress. One in which scientists might have combined human DNA with that of a canine. SPC Schaper had a tendancy to not be able to look anybody in the eye. If he were walking down a hallway or was engaged in casual conversation and made eye contact with you, he would quickly turn his head. SPC Schaper had many odd habits such as walking with the curvature of the earth and never in a straight line. He also had a way of upturnig his lips and drinking out of a glass or a soda can from the side of his mouth. His roommate SCP Mcmillan recalled that one evening he and SPC Schaper were watching a football game on AFN in their barracks room and a commercial cam on. SPC Schaper who was sitting on the floor quickly sprang up and ran to the door and back to the place that he was sitting. To make this even more odd Schaper circled his area three times and sat back down. When I had heard this the next morning I thought that McMillan was just making it up to make us laugh. It wasnt until a month later that I witnessed the same exact thing for myself when I had all of my single soldiers over at my house for Thanksgiving.

One day while we were in the field performing a training exercise SPC Schaper managed to puzzle us once again. We were all conducting personal hygene which consists of shaving, brushing your teeth and wiping down odorous parts of you body with either baby wipes or a washcloth and soap. SPC Schaper shaved his face and brushed his teeth. Instead of washing himself he sprayed on about half a bottle of cologne. Now he smelled like ass and alcohol. we made a joke about it that I can remember to this day. "ALONE", the fragrance by Shea Pier. When you smell like ass and you spray on cologne, you must be, "ALONE"!

The issues that this kid had are beyond what I could put in one post. For two years we were all trying to figure out if this guy was legitimatly slow upstairs or was he just f***ing with us. Remember he had intelligence beyond most. You could not help but notice that his motor skills and common sense were out to lunch. To this day the Special Anomly that was Specialist Schaper still puzzles me. Regardless of what people might think, we liked the guy although he provided us with a plethora of headaches. When his reenlistment window opened up he was denied. I wish that I could say that I felt sorry for him but I cannot. It was for the best. I still have alot of respect for the man because he at least tried the military. That is not to be misconstrued with a disrespect for people who do not. He was a Special Guy.

[jsarno]

Originally Posted by angryssg

A Special Warrior

SPC Schaper was one of those special types of soldiers. When I say special, I am not refering to the likes of Sergeant Audie Murphy, or Morales. I am refering to the likes that you only find in comic books like Gomer Pile or Beetle Bailey.

SPC Schaper was born in Buffalo NY. Early in his childhood his parents moved to Texas. SPC Schaper maitained his loyalty to the Buffalo Bills throught the years. Remarkably, he never caught onto Texan mannerisms either. You would never know that he spent the majority of his life in Texas.

SPC Schaper was an anomoly. He had A GT score of 127 (the max is 130), and could rattle of footbal statistics with the best of them from sheer memory. SPC Shaper however had several serious issues. I will do my best to explain them in this post, but to put it simply he was the dumbest genius I ever met. He was one of those types that you hed to say things too over and over and he just didnt get it. I am not talking about difficult things either. A question such as why are you late, or a statement such as tie your boots would be followed by a blank stare that could easily be recognized as confusion. I would literally have to repeat myself three or four times to get some type of response. In his uncoordination he would always try to fix another problem that I wasnt even refering to.

Dressing himself was always a task. The biggest headache that this guy ever gave me was being out of uniform. I would often think to myself "Is this guy serious". On several occaisions he would run down to P.T. formation as if he had just gotten out of the rack. Upon inspecting his uniform I noticed that his shorts were on backwards. I really must emphasize that everything that I am saying happened on numerous occaisions. His P.T. uniform wasnt the only article of clothing that gave him problems. He also had difficulty tying his own shoes, and putting on a pair of gloves. This is not an exaggeration. I literally had to assign a soldier to dress him in the mornings.

I had a theory that SPC Schaper was an Army research experiment in progress. One in which scientists might have combined human DNA with that of a canine. SPC Schaper had a tendancy to not be able to look anybody in the eye. If he were walking down a hallway or was engaged in casual conversation and made eye contact with you, he would quickly turn his head. SPC Schaper had many odd habits such as walking with the curvature of the earth and never in a straight line. He also had a way of upturnig his lips and drinking out of a glass or a soda can from the side of his mouth. His roommate SCP Mcmillan recalled that one evening he and SPC Schaper were watching a football game on AFN in their barracks room and a commercial cam on. SPC Schaper who was sitting on the floor quickly sprang up and ran to the door and back to the place that he was sitting. To make this even more odd Schaper circled his area three times and sat back down. When I had heard this the next morning I thought that McMillan was just making it up to make us laugh. It wasnt until a month later that I witnessed the same exact thing for myself when I had all of my single soldiers over at my house for Thanksgiving.

One day while we were in the field performing a training exercise SPC Schaper managed to puzzle us once again. We were all conducting personal hygene which consists of shaving, brushing your teeth and wiping down odorous parts of you body with either baby wipes or a washcloth an soap. SPC Schaper shaved his face and brushed his teeth. Instead of washing himself he sprayed on about half a bottle of cologne. Now he smelled like ass and alcohol. we made a joke about it that I can remember to this day. "ALONE", the fragrance by Shea Pier. When you smell like ass and you spray on cologne, you must be, "ALONE"!

The issues that this kid had are beyond what I could put in one post. For two years we were all trying to figure out if this guy was legitimatly slow upstairs or was he just f***ing with us. Remember he had intelligence beyond most. You could not help but notice that his motor skills and common sense were out to lunch. To this day the Special Anomly that was Specialist Schaper still puzzles me. Regardless of what people might think, we liked the guy although he provided us with a plethora of headaches. When his reenlistment window opened up he was denied. I wish that I could say that I felt sorry for him but I cannot. It was for the best. I still have alot of respect for the man because he at least tried the military. That is not to be misconstrued with a disrespect for people who do not. He was a Special Guy.

Ummm, what? Is there something you need to tell us about this?