Plot Bunny?

[estragon]

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/...1457487.html?ncid=wsc-huffpost-cards-headline

Rape and revenge?

 

[Saxon Stonedyke]

In basic training in the Army in 1982 our platoon was told during a self defense class given by our drill instructor that if you are being raped, to grab a man by the testicles and yank up and out violently and they will come off in your hand. I've never had the need to test it and hope I never do.

 

[estragon]

I don't remember that from Basic at Fort Jackson in 1967, but maybe I was on KP that day.

 

[Tio_Narratore]

In basic training in the Army in 1982 our platoon was told during a self defense class given by our drill instructor that if you are being raped, to grab a man by the testicles and yank up and out violently and they will come off in your hand. I've never had the need to test it and hope I never do.

It will distract him from his aim, and leave him unable to do much save double over in pain, but they are unlikely to come off in your hand. You might, if forceful, sudden, and with a bit of a twist, tear the testicles inside the scrotum, but the scrotal sack is as resilient as the skin anywhere else.

So, if you do need to do it, don't hesitate for fear that you'll be left with a handful of bloody balls.

 

[Saxon Stonedyke]

It will distract him from his aim, and leave him unable to do much save double over in pain, but they are unlikely to come off in your hand. You might, if forceful, sudden, and with a bit of a twist, tear the testicles inside the scrotum, but the scrotal sack is as resilient as the skin anywhere else.

So, if you do need to do it, don't hesitate for fear that you'll be left with a handful of bloody balls.

Ah but you see I am the type that would love to be left with a handful that I could then ram down his throat. Yes, I am a vindictive bitch when attacked Meek and mild until provoked...

And Estragon we probably both have fond memories of "drag ass hill" eh? My platoon hated me. I'd been a distance runner on the track team in High School and the D.I. always put me on the front right corner of formation when running. It is just instinct to continually increase speed when you have some one running right behind you.

 

[Tio_Narratore]

Ah but you see I am the type that would love to be left with a handful that I could then ram down his throat. Yes, I am a vindictive bitch when attacked Meek and mild until provoked...And Estragon we probably both have fond memories of "drag ass hill" eh? My platoon hated me. I'd been a distance runner on the track team in High School and the D.I. always put me on the front right corner of formation when running. It is just instinct to continually increase speed when you have some one running right behind you.

That's fine, Mojo; perhaps you should keep a nail or two long and sharp. Start a tear, and the yank on the balls will finish the rip.

 

[Saxon Stonedyke]

That's fine, Mojo; perhaps you should keep a nail or two long and sharp. Start a tear, and the yank on the balls will finish the rip.

Due to advanced age, arthritis, a concealed carry permit and my belief in the second amendment I don't think I would be in a position to have to use it.

 

[Tio_Narratore]

Due to advanced age, arthritis, a concealed carry permit and my belief in the second amendment I don't think I would be in a position to have to use it.

Advanced age? Speak for yourself, you young whippersnapper.

I don't think people should conceal their carry permits.

And I agree with the sacred right to arm bears; it gives them a fighting chance.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Actually, most of us come that way.

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii177/1volupturary_manque/bears/grizzly.jpg

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii177/1volupturary_manque/bears/bear.jpg

 

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

My DI warned us that using a penis to do CPR doesnt work, and wont be accepted as an excuse if caught.

I read somewhere that its now required for all CPR in military units.

 

[estragon]

But Jimmy, you didn't believe it, did you?

Mo, Oh yes, drag-ass hill. Smooth red clay, South Carolina sun, those old-time all-leather combat boots, that damn M-14, steel pot (no Kevlar then).... Ah, my misspent youth.