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November 30, 2006
This Is For...
...well, you know who you are.
You wear nothing, but you wear it so well.
Hike up your skirt a little more ......and show your world to me
Posted by Yabu at 03:26 PM | Music | Comments (1) | TrackBack
The Rules Changed...
..many years ago...when that fucking pussy Jimmy Carter dropped the ball on November 4, 1979 .
No shit...
People need to understand that Islam, radical or not, (apparently there is no moderate) knows no borders. The war in Iran was a big mistake. Yes it was. We should've gone after the muslims, wherever they are. They know this, and therefore, they believe us to be weak. We are at war; does the MSM not understand this? The IslamoFascists will not stop until they're dead. They have nothing to lose.
Fuck the MSM, FOX included. Fuck 'em. Are the American people really more interested in what Britney Spears is doing, or an alligator eating a crack dirtball and the hero deputies who saved the life of this piece of shit? They should've let the gator feed. I know, I know...they didn't know the guy was a crack head until they rescued him. But, then they should've thrown him back in.
We can win, but as I've said many times before...we must adapt to their tactics. If they hide amongst women and children...then the women and children become valid targets as well...and they will get killed. Dead.
I'm sick and tired of hearing there is no solution. There is a solution. We must crush these motherfuckers at whatever the cost.
Personally, it's not me I'm worried about, but our future generations...well, that's another story.
I think if Muslims want to live in the 7th century, we ought to help 'em out and make that happen. We can do it. We can win.
Fuck a bunch of world opinion...we must do the right thing...we must ensure the survival of our values...of our way of life. We must do whatever is necessary.
It is time to slow dance.
If we don't do something now, they will wreck our economy, and worse.
Do I feel better now?...not really.
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November 29, 2006
Let Us Take Higher
My good friend owns a hotel a couple of doors down from this.
I'm serious.
Blogmeet anyone?
Bwahahahahahahah!!!
I would suggest the scalded garlic Yak butter.
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November 27, 2006
Wine And Women...
...is all I crave.
It if wasn't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all. Born Under a Bad Sign
We've got a little Juju going on here.
Posted by Yabu at 10:32 PM | Music | Comments (4) | TrackBack
Honor
My good friend Dash Riprock has a good piece up about Honor.
I've been in EXACTLY, well almost, the same situation before. You must do what you have to do.
I would consider that to be some Bad Bad Juju.
Posted by Yabu at 08:57 PM | General | Comments (1) | TrackBack
November 26, 2006
This Really Pisses Me Off
A Nuclear Iran will truly be some Bad Bad Juju, not only for Israel, but also for the world. If they get the “bomb�, they will use it. Nuclear deterrence is not in their vocabulary. Mahmoud Ahmadinejad is crazy, and some say he is as charismatic as Adolf Hitler. I wouldn’t know, but I do know he is extremely dangerous. He must go, by whatever means necessary.
Our good friends, the Russians, just delivered the first of 29 Tor-M1 missile systems to Iran. Are they fucking crazy? I realize they need the cash, but you can’t spend it in the seventh century…won’t be anything to buy.
These missile batteries come with Russian trained Iranian crews, free of charge. They can track multiple targets using jamming resistant radar and have an automatic TV system with a range of 20 miles. Day or night, it doesn’t matter.
Some say, when all 29 of these systems are in place within six months, Iran’s nuclear installations will be virtually invulnerable to American or Israeli attack for the foreseeable future.
Six Months
The only thing Israel has at stake is it’s survival…period. What would you do?
Doing nothing is not an option. Sanctions will not work, so what is plan B?
Forget about North Korea and China for a moment, this current state of affairs scares the shit out of me.
Ahmadinejad will press the button. He has promised to destroy Israel…he hates the Jews with a passion. We’re next.
I support Israel 100%.
I’m just sayin’, this is some really serious Bad Bad Juju.
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November 25, 2006
My First Cool Ride
Do you think I had a good time in this? I know several people who will back me up.
Bwahahahahah!!!
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November 24, 2006
Desert - The Good Thing
Repost
Anyone who dosen't like a little Soaking Wet Pussy is fucking crazy.
Know what I mean?
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One Way To Take A Nap
This guy got a ride in the back seat of an FA-18 Hornet.
Looks like Velociman in Shovel Boy's backyard on a cold and frosty morn.
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November 23, 2006
The Juju Woman is a Pilgrim Bitch
Thanksgiving
I am thankful the Juju Woman’s path, and my path crossed. She is a Daughter of the Mayflower, which means she documented (through primary source records) her direct descent from a Mayflower passenger.
I hope everyone eats and drinks until they pass out.
Cool Runnings!
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November 22, 2006
Of Past and Present
Velociman is jealous because I have Too Much Banana.
Trust me...he is a crazy Motherfucker...I swear to the Maker...he is fucking nuts.
Bwahahahahahahah!!!
I'll give him the shirt off my back if he lets me spend the night with his monkey.
Bwahahahahahahah!!!!
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November 21, 2006
Mexicans
My good friend is downtown with this. Short and sweet.
Bottom line is: you’ve got to watch Cripples and Mexicans.
Bwahahahahahaah!!!
HE IS SO RIGHT!!!
Posted by Yabu at 11:09 PM | The Present | TrackBack
The Burma Blockade
Rerun for the hell of it. I was just talking to one of the pack. Damn...memories.
I was young and at the age when all young boys roam in packs like a bunch of wild ass wolves.
When I was a young kid (I call it the bicycle age of my life), I ran with a wild bunch. Sometimes at night, we'd sneak out for a mission. We'd meet up in the "electric yard" at the predetermined time, and review our plans. Then we'd head for someone's back yard, which had both a swing set and a log pile. Everyone had a log pile back then.
We'd move the swing set from the back yard to the middle of the road in front of the house, preferably in the apex of a curve. Then we'd move and reconstruct the log pile between the supporting poles of the swing set. We also barricaded the ditches on either side of the road with logs. Then we'd cover the whole mess with freshly chopped branches. We all had hatchets or machetes.
Now the road was impassable, they'd have to get out of their vehicle and move our creation to continue on. This was part of the plan.
We'd lay low and wait for someone to slam on the brakes and stop. Although many people slammed into it head on, there were no resulting injuries. When they "exited the vehicle", we'd pelt them with eggs and laugh like hell while running like wild horses and making our escape.
We called this "The Burma Blockade"...also known as "Breaking For Cover".
I remember many more "different" missions.
Posted by Yabu at 10:32 PM | The Past | Comments (1) | TrackBack
A Few Things About Me
I'm happy
I was born In The South
I live in North Carolina, equidistant from the Great Smoky Mountains and the Right Coast
I'm a Southern Gentleman
I like any kind of pepper
I collect hot sauce
I have great friends
I have known my two best friends forever
My Bitch has blue eyes and soup cooling lips
Favorite card or board game? Chess
I enjoy cooking
Favorite Music? Classical / Blues / Reggae
Windows or Linux? Linux
Favorite Author? Uncle Remus
I have no children
I can cut a smeller
I'm a life long learner
I like dogs
I believe in Open Source
I do not wear jewelry
I can trash a kitchen
I believe in the right to bear arms.
I grind my own coffee beans
I believe in racial profiling
Iceland is cool
My parents are dead - I miss them
I like golf more than football
I like to travel
I'm a news junky
I like Sushi
I've bungee jumped
I have a great job
I support Israel
Sailboat or Powerboat? Sailboat
Beach or Mountains? Tie
OJ is guilty
Americans speak English
I like Grits
I like Dinosaurs
I think military jet fighters are cool
I wish I knew more about astronomy
I believe Women have intuitions that Men do not
My favorite sound is a baby crying on an airplane
I like sharp blades
I have a tomahawk
I own a totem pole
I wear reading glasses - just damn
I believe fried Okra is good for the soul
I never voted for Clinton
I believe in a starched white shirt and a silk tie - when necessary
I believe everyone should own a shotgun
Money clip or wallet? Money clip
Stereo Speakers? 20 years old brand new
I like storms of any kind
I like to grow vegetables
My best friend owns a beach house - sweet
I support the Military
I like to sit on the porch without no shoes
I believe the future can be seen through one of my woman's kaleidoscopes
I like the blogosphere
I believe all good pictures should be framed
I like to wear sandals - with or without socks
My lowest round of golf was an 82
My first plane ride was the last flight of a DC-3
I believe in the Maker
I believe everyone should have an opinion
I've had dinner with Elvis
I've been hot air ballooning
I sunk a Canoe - with all the guns and beer
I've taken several trans-continental train trips
kill -9 works everytime
Favorite place to chill? My home office.
Do you use profanity? Hell yes!
Do you like to make fun of people? Of course!
Naval Officer or Pirate? Pirate
Nationality? American by birth - Southern by the Grace of God
Age? Old enough to know better and too young to resist
Sunrise or Sunset? Sunset
Favorite Cartoon Character? My Bitch
Favorite bush? Ha ha - Azalea
The 1st thing I think of in the morning? Polling
Can I read more than one book at a time? Yes
GUI or Command Line? Command Line
I've been sailing in steady 45 knot winds and gusts to 70
Favorite Firewall? Dedicated Linux box
And I've done a bunch of more shit that nobody would believe.
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November 19, 2006
The Great White Hunter
I was living in Marietta at the time. I’d been hearing peculiar sounds (pitter patter click click) in the early morning hours, for weeks; I knew what was causing them. The traps weren’t working…
I had to do something…Radical…
My sister in law and her daughter were in town. A, the daughter, was sleeping on the couch in the living room.
3:00 am., I hear screaming…women screaming…my bitch was screaming.
I bolt from bed, throw some lounging trousers on, and head for the noise.
My bitch is standing on a chair…her sister is telling her daughter to stay put, and a huge ass rat mouse is frozen in the light, in the kitchen. Not moving. The women are panicked…no, not panicked…I should say excited. I tell her (the sister in law) to get my pellet gun…it’s behind the chest-of-drawers in my bedroom. She brings back the BB gun…I say NO, wrong gun…I need the other one…She says DAMN!, and fetches the right one.
Meanwhile, the rat mouse is still frozen…my woman is still on the chair, and her niece is still on the couch. I insert a .177 hollow point pellet, (my pellet gun is a one pumper, 1200 fps), and pop that fucker from about 17 feet…Didn’t kill him though…it was flopping like a fish out of water…blood spewing all over the place…my bitch is screaming “shoot it again, shoot it again�….Now, do you know how hard it is to hit a mortally wounded flopping rat mouse , with a pellet gun? Pretty damn hard.
Anyway, my aim was true…and the second shot put it down for good. It was a mess to clean up, though.
I’m now known, in a small circle, as the Great White Hunter!!!
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ELISSON 1
Tip of the hat to The Propulsion Engineer
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November 17, 2006
Jawja Blodgers
Although I'm not from Georgia, I have lived there. I, like many others, am adopted. You others know who you are.
We need an anthem. I propose this in honor of you know who.
Now...I want some feedback. We can't be tight without a battle cry.
What should be the cry? I'm serious, if we can do shirts and invent words...we need a tune.
Just a thought.
Posted by Yabu at 09:52 PM | The Present | Comments (2)
T1G
Hey Joe...for you and your cousin.
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Twist For The Bad
This repost is for Redneck. I figured he needs a little humor right about now, causing he has got some Bad Bad Juju going on
Posted by Yabu at 10:36 AM | Humor | Comments (1) | TrackBack
November 16, 2006
My Backyard
This is My Garden at the Juju Crib.
I love Fall, but I can't wait until Spring.
In that small space, I can grow, and "put up", enough vegatables to last my woman and I through fall and winter...and I still give away more than I keep.
Yabu loves him a nice garden. Yes he does.
Posted by Yabu at 02:35 PM | General | Comments (6) | TrackBack
Two Sides of the Wrong Coin
In honor of my good friend, who died in a freak accident many many moons ago, I'm posting his last scribbles. He was truly, one of a kind.
Two Sides of the Wrong Coin
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Posted by Yabu at 02:08 PM | The Past
The Will To Fight
Fat in Indiana has a good post up which asks the question:
Have we lost our will to fight?
Go read it.
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November 15, 2006
My New Toy
I went "out" and played with my new toy today.
It is some bad bad juju. I mean...some really really Bad Bad Juju.
Trust me...you DO NOT want to be on the receiving end of this puppy.
Trust me on this...SWEET!
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November 14, 2006
Shieldmaiden
was built in 1964, was a canarded delta wing aircraft, designed to 'ride' on the shock wave contained between the lower fuselage and its movable, downturned wingtips. Because of kinetic heating at high speed, the B-70 was built from titanium and steel honeycomb parts.
She didn't make the cut.
They made two...one crashed...I've touched the other one.
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November 13, 2006
Juju Weather
Yabu get up at the crack of dawn to fly away. Yabu checked flight schedules before he left. Everything was cool. Yabu arrive at airport to find delays at connecting airport. No way Yabu was going to make his connection. No way Yabu was going to meet up with his 2nd leg companion...she was delayed from another city as well. No way Yabu was going to put up with this shit. Yabu calls the woman he was going to meet for the last leg, and tells her to break for cover. She thanks Yabu.
Yabu say to ticket boy, "Fuck It, pull my bag".
Yabu home.
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November 12, 2006
Recalculating
That’s what my GPS says because it smart enough to know I’m a back-road scenic man. Damn thing is amazing.
Anyway:
If the chips are down, these are some of the people you would want on your side.
Silent Too Tall Shirt Off My Back Anytime
Sissy Eyes
Tied For Two My Bitch The Doll
The Blade And The Scot Got Your Back
Highly Edible Mo Sister Of Bou
And, by the way, the catatonic drunk is very very lucky. This asshole was going to fuck with Eric and me. Almost happened…good for him it didn’t.
There is just something about hanging out with intelligent people that gets me off.
Thank you my friends. Everything was good.
I’m off again in the early am.
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November 10, 2006
Foot in Mouth
My Bitch and me are headed over to see our good friend, The Grouchy Old Cripple, for dinner tonight. I asked if I could bring a nice bottle of wine when I realized that’s like asking Christina if she needs help in the kitchen.
Damn…foot in mouth…but I can take out the trash.
Bwahahahahahahah!!!
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November 09, 2006
2 Fucking Hours
15 miles round trip.
2 fucking hours.
And I know my way around. I've lived in this nightmare before.
2 fucking hours.
Do you believe that?
2 fucking hours to go 15 miles.
ATL sucks big time.
I didn't like it when I lived here, and I like it less now.
Same ol' song and dance.
When I said, "I'll crawl over broken glass to get out of Atlanta", I was right.
Who in their right mind would choose to live in this fucking place?
Atlanta can kiss my ass...so can the airport.
I'll be reviewing Boston, again, next Monday.
Fuck a bunch of this shit!!!
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My Brother...
Just picking on Eric the Blade Shovel
Posted by Yabu at 11:21 AM | The Present | TrackBack
I-285
I'd forgotten how fucked up Atlanta traffic is during rush hours...and I do mean hours. It is a damn NASCAR race one minute, and a parking lot the next. I'm glad I'm armed. These people are crazy.
Posted by Yabu at 11:06 AM | The Present | Comments (1) | TrackBack
November 08, 2006
Travel
I'm outta here for about ten days...road and plane tripping...will be posting...in a hurry...gotta hit the road.
Will someone rip this .jpg and photoshop it. Some of you know what I mean.
Cool Runnings!
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November 03, 2006
In a moment of weakness...
...I'll look back on that night.
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I feel like shit…
…and you would to if this motherfucker showed up on your door step and you drank about nine fucking thousand beers with him.
I will say this, “My dog loves his neck�.
Bwahahahahahahaha!!!!
Fuck....round two tonight.
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November 02, 2006
Rockets
I realized yesterday I was out of rockets, so I went to the rocket store and replenished my cache. Also picked up a SR-71 Blackbird…that came with a Cruise Missile. How cool is that? We might do a night launch.
Speaking of rockets…I’m heading to ATL next week to hang with the controller of retrieval tools, the propulsion engineer, silent too tall, one of my bitches, and my backdoor girl.
I hope another Rocketman will show.
Rockets indeed. All of ‘em.
Posted by Yabu at 08:51 AM | The Future | Comments (8)
November 01, 2006
7 Words
John Kerry is a Piece of Shit.
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