What happened to skids ?
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What happened to skids ?
PSU was one of the henchmen that created T1b.
Being that I'm World Wide... and unable to spend every minute on this bored.
Did he die?
I remember 88 used to roll with "dirty wear" and went to a game with him in "Pedo Valley".
Was there a falling out between "Skids and the Nazi" ?
Being that I'm World Wide... and unable to spend every minute on this bored.
Did he die?
I remember 88 used to roll with "dirty wear" and went to a game with him in "Pedo Valley".
Was there a falling out between "Skids and the Nazi" ?
Re: What happened to skids ?
I know you fly these things for a living, but I will just stick with my fixed wing stuff, at least I got some glide if the shit goes bad. Saw a trainer go down about 8 years ago in a field about 1/2 mile from my place. Clutch went away during an auto rotate at about 200 feet. It was a mess.Rooster wrote:Never fear, skids are still in play.
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Re: What happened to skids ?
88 (the nazi) is suspiciously missing from this thread.
He started this bored... with "Skids" and they rolled together on road trips for football games and certain "hookups" outside the football field.
Is there a child molesting cult going on in the Rustbelt ???
Is PSU in hiding til time served... and off probation ?
He started this bored... with "Skids" and they rolled together on road trips for football games and certain "hookups" outside the football field.
Is there a child molesting cult going on in the Rustbelt ???
Is PSU in hiding til time served... and off probation ?
Re: What happened to skids ?
Speaking of skids, once upon a time, long, long ago, I graduated from Army flight school where at the graduation ceremony the four star general who spoke to the officers and their families gave a speech on the topic of "Audacity."
He addressed the graduates and spoke of the need in the military for men and women to embody the principle of audacity in their approach to solving problems and overwhelming the enemy on the field of battle. Seeing this was long before the GWOT and the lingering effects of Vietnam were still felt in certain quarters of our various service branches, he believed there was a deep and distinct need for members of the armed forces to spool up our primal nature and exact a terrible price on our foes by whatever means are at hand so that in the end we would be victorious.
He then told this story about an Army aviation CMOH recipient who, in his eyes, reflected the very nature of audacity back during the Vietnam War. This pilot, whose name I have long since forgotten, was a slick driver or Huey pilot, of an aircraft much like in the picture I posted earlier in this thread. He had gone out that morning at dawn (night ops were rare and largely airfield to airfield due to nearly non-existent night vision systems, especially for aircrews) to do an insertion of troops to a rice paddy. It was a common mission, one which consisted of a flight of slicks (Hueys with no armament and used for moving people and parts) and gunships (either Hueys with miniguns and rocket pods or Cobras, the skinny attack version of the Huey dedicated to offensive firepower) and an overwatch of gun bunnies to suppress enemy fires and support our troops as they made their way to safety in the form of a treeline or earthworks.
On this particular morning they had been given the simple mission of flying into a large stretch of paddies, dropping off the troops and returning to base. No big deal, nothing out of the ordinary. The treeline had been prepped with artillery earlier and as the fires were suspended, the aircraft were cleared to go in and drop off their passengers with the gunships loitering overhead. Unbeknownst to them, however, the Viet Cong had anticipated the artillery barrage and had settled into well camouflaged fighting positions set into the banks of the rice paddies inside the landing zone. The pattern of the berms of the rice fields kept the VC from shooting each other by giving them dirt defilade and allowed them to be inside and amongst the US troops offloading the aircraft.
The insertion went uneventfully until the moment that the slicks flew off with their dangerous door gunners. At that moment all hell broke loose and the VC started shooting everywhere, and in all azimuths, much to the confusion of the soldiers now trapped in the open in pools of water six inches deep. Regardless where they ran, the machine guns and AKs of the VC were either behind them or catching them in a crossfire. Lying low behind the rice paddy berm was of no help since the guns on the other sides of the paddy were peppered with enemy dug in and well protected.
Initially, the troops fought back and the gunships overhead burned up their weapon stores defending and attempting to root out the VC, but ammo quickly was expended on both sides until the knives came out and the gunships returned to base as quickly as they could to rearm and refuel. However, the pilot that the general spoke of had lingered on the battlefield's edge listening and watching as all this unfolded, distressed that his fellow soldiers were being chewed up by the enemy who had craftily inserted themselves inside the perimeter. As the troops and VC began to run towards each other and engage in hand-to-hand combat using their guns as clubs, knifing each other with bayonets, and punching each other and attempting to drown the enemy in the mud, this pilot told his crew he was going back in to help in any way he could.
At first his door gunners, with their M60 pigs, shot whoever they could find in their sights, but like the gun bunnies earlier, they quickly expended all their ammunition. His copilot broke out his .38 revolver and shot (ineffectively) at the enemy. The gunners burned through their 5.56 in the M-16s until there was nothing left to shoot. The situation was getting desperate in that it was a melee, a free-for-all where men on both sides of the war were brutally killing each other as if modern weapons had never been invented. In this moment, the pilot had a crazy idea which rapidly proved to be outrageously and audaciously effective: Wherever he saw an enemy he'd hover over sideways and knock the man off his feet with his skids. Upon stunning his target, he'd settle the Huey over the man and press him down into the mud breaking bones and suffocating him. Enemy after enemy was killed with this grimly devastating technique, until the VC, seeing that the tide of the battle had turned on the basis of a single Huey crew determined not to lose the battle, turned and ran for the treeline.
After the killing had stopped, the crew settled the bird on a dyke, nearly out of fuel. It turns out that he had personally killed eight enemy and distracted countless other wherein our soldiers were able to lunge in and kill or disable the rest. He received the Medal of Honor for his actions that day. Audacity, indeed-- and with skids.
He addressed the graduates and spoke of the need in the military for men and women to embody the principle of audacity in their approach to solving problems and overwhelming the enemy on the field of battle. Seeing this was long before the GWOT and the lingering effects of Vietnam were still felt in certain quarters of our various service branches, he believed there was a deep and distinct need for members of the armed forces to spool up our primal nature and exact a terrible price on our foes by whatever means are at hand so that in the end we would be victorious.
He then told this story about an Army aviation CMOH recipient who, in his eyes, reflected the very nature of audacity back during the Vietnam War. This pilot, whose name I have long since forgotten, was a slick driver or Huey pilot, of an aircraft much like in the picture I posted earlier in this thread. He had gone out that morning at dawn (night ops were rare and largely airfield to airfield due to nearly non-existent night vision systems, especially for aircrews) to do an insertion of troops to a rice paddy. It was a common mission, one which consisted of a flight of slicks (Hueys with no armament and used for moving people and parts) and gunships (either Hueys with miniguns and rocket pods or Cobras, the skinny attack version of the Huey dedicated to offensive firepower) and an overwatch of gun bunnies to suppress enemy fires and support our troops as they made their way to safety in the form of a treeline or earthworks.
On this particular morning they had been given the simple mission of flying into a large stretch of paddies, dropping off the troops and returning to base. No big deal, nothing out of the ordinary. The treeline had been prepped with artillery earlier and as the fires were suspended, the aircraft were cleared to go in and drop off their passengers with the gunships loitering overhead. Unbeknownst to them, however, the Viet Cong had anticipated the artillery barrage and had settled into well camouflaged fighting positions set into the banks of the rice paddies inside the landing zone. The pattern of the berms of the rice fields kept the VC from shooting each other by giving them dirt defilade and allowed them to be inside and amongst the US troops offloading the aircraft.
The insertion went uneventfully until the moment that the slicks flew off with their dangerous door gunners. At that moment all hell broke loose and the VC started shooting everywhere, and in all azimuths, much to the confusion of the soldiers now trapped in the open in pools of water six inches deep. Regardless where they ran, the machine guns and AKs of the VC were either behind them or catching them in a crossfire. Lying low behind the rice paddy berm was of no help since the guns on the other sides of the paddy were peppered with enemy dug in and well protected.
Initially, the troops fought back and the gunships overhead burned up their weapon stores defending and attempting to root out the VC, but ammo quickly was expended on both sides until the knives came out and the gunships returned to base as quickly as they could to rearm and refuel. However, the pilot that the general spoke of had lingered on the battlefield's edge listening and watching as all this unfolded, distressed that his fellow soldiers were being chewed up by the enemy who had craftily inserted themselves inside the perimeter. As the troops and VC began to run towards each other and engage in hand-to-hand combat using their guns as clubs, knifing each other with bayonets, and punching each other and attempting to drown the enemy in the mud, this pilot told his crew he was going back in to help in any way he could.
At first his door gunners, with their M60 pigs, shot whoever they could find in their sights, but like the gun bunnies earlier, they quickly expended all their ammunition. His copilot broke out his .38 revolver and shot (ineffectively) at the enemy. The gunners burned through their 5.56 in the M-16s until there was nothing left to shoot. The situation was getting desperate in that it was a melee, a free-for-all where men on both sides of the war were brutally killing each other as if modern weapons had never been invented. In this moment, the pilot had a crazy idea which rapidly proved to be outrageously and audaciously effective: Wherever he saw an enemy he'd hover over sideways and knock the man off his feet with his skids. Upon stunning his target, he'd settle the Huey over the man and press him down into the mud breaking bones and suffocating him. Enemy after enemy was killed with this grimly devastating technique, until the VC, seeing that the tide of the battle had turned on the basis of a single Huey crew determined not to lose the battle, turned and ran for the treeline.
After the killing had stopped, the crew settled the bird on a dyke, nearly out of fuel. It turns out that he had personally killed eight enemy and distracted countless other wherein our soldiers were able to lunge in and kill or disable the rest. He received the Medal of Honor for his actions that day. Audacity, indeed-- and with skids.
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Re: What happened to skids ?
Shortened version: In an alternate universe you, a Commie, died a horrible and terrifying death by being pressed into the mud by the skids of a helicopter at the casual whim of its pilot. :wink:
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Re: What happened to skids ?
Well that's not nice. I've never wished death on you, just you getting your fingers lopped off so you couldn't post here anymore. :wink:Rooster wrote:Shortened version: In an alternate universe you, a Commie, died a horrible and terrifying death by being pressed into the mud by the skids of a helicopter at the casual whim of its pilot. :wink:
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Re: What happened to skids ?
bump... 88 was best friends with skids,
and 88's been suspiciously absent from the thread ???
Hmmm.
Did skids go down with Paterno and Sandusky ... and is now doing time for child molestation in Pennsylvania ?
... and 88's covering for him ?
and 88's been suspiciously absent from the thread ???
Hmmm.
Did skids go down with Paterno and Sandusky ... and is now doing time for child molestation in Pennsylvania ?
... and 88's covering for him ?
Re: What happened to skids ?
Pinochet did nothing wrong.Rooster wrote:Shortened version: In an alternate universe you, a Commie, died a horrible and terrifying death by being pressed into the mud by the skids of a helicopter at the casual whim of its pilot.
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Re: What happened to skids ?
Hey look, a Proud Boy. That makes two of them posting here.Dinsdale wrote: Pinochet did nothing wrong.
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Re: What happened to skids ?
Maybe he settled down to play house with Indy Frisco.88 wrote:The nick of the poster in question is PSUFAN, and he is doing fine. I think he got a life and stuff.FiatLux wrote:bump... 88 was best friends with skids,
and 88's been suspiciously absent from the thread ???
Hmmm.
Did skids go down with Paterno and Sandusky ... and is now doing time for child molestation in Pennsylvania ?
... and 88's covering for him ?
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Re: What happened to skids ?
You really are an idiot. You know any helicopter pilot can land with a dead engine as long as they are out of the zone of death, which is like 95% of the time they are flying, right? Of course you don’t because you are too tiny to be able to open a book.Derron wrote:
I know you fly these things for a living, but I will just stick with my fixed wing stuff, at least I got some glide if the shit goes bad. .
Re: What happened to skids ?
If you count all the voices in Dims head it’s a lot more than that.Screw_Michigan wrote:Hey look, a Proud Boy. That makes two of them posting here.Dinsdale wrote: Pinochet did nothing wrong.
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Re: What happened to skids ?
It will be a badge of honor, you revolting slovenly piss dribbling sack of shit.Papa Willie wrote:The BBOTY candidates are in fine form today. You can tell they’re really into doing whatever they can to win it, too!
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Re: What happened to skids ?
88 wrote:The nick of the poster in question is PSUFAN, and he is doing fine. I think he got a life and stuff.FiatLux wrote:bump... 88 was best friends with skids,
and 88's been suspiciously absent from the thread ???
Hmmm.
Did skids go down with Paterno and Sandusky ... and is now doing time for child molestation in Pennsylvania ?
... and 88's covering for him ?
What jail is skids in?
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