tabpub
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Joined: 8/10/2003 From: The Greater Chicagoland Area Status: offline
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Lord Admiral Tabpub is an attacking, crazy kinda guy. Here I am at an Japanese Embassy party circa 1928 in Washington; the short fellow to my right is the Japanese Naval Attache. We've had a few whiskys by this time, of course.... He's gotten belligerent, saying how the Empire has rights in Asia and all that; and that if the US interferes, the IJN will "sink us all, everyone...". I, of course, said "Bollocks". He looked at me thru whiskey filmed eyes, obviously confused; so, I tracked down the German Naval Attache, Mantueffel and asked him to translate "Bollocks". He looked confused, so I said, "Bollocks, like nuts." Now HE was confused..."Nutzen?" He jabbered something in Japanese to the IJNA and stumbled off, muttering..... The IJNA said "What do legumes have to do with the situation in the Far East?" I didn't know what a "legume" was, but I couldn't let on that I was ignorant, so I stole the prop arrow from Bradley (that party animal, you haven't seen the seamier side of DC until you go out with Brad...he's just ....bent) and said "Well Izzy, let's just say that if something happens out there, you guys might run wild for sometime, but in the end you'll get it in the head just like this..." whereupon I placed the prop arrow on my head. He got a dreamy look in his eyes then for a few seconds, then shook his head to clear it. "Yes, indeed you are right. What was I thinking.....now, about this expansion that I hear proposed for Pearl Harbor Naval Yard....do you think it's wise to do this? Pearl Harbor has only one purpose, to threaten us like a knife to the throat!" "Izzy", I said, "don't worry your little pumpkin head over that. The Brass will never station the fleet out there; entertainment sucks out there compared to 'Dago as there are no speakeasies, and they like to party on Saturday nights. So much so, that on Sunday morning all you see is little old ladies and temperance people walking around in San Diego; the Fleet is sleeping off a bender most of the time..." All he could say to that was "Well, good thing we are on Japanese soil here and we can drink our fill. Let's have another and toast to a quick end to Prohibition!!" I just burped and said "Amen, brother!!"
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Sing to the tune of "Man on the Flying Trapeze" ..Oh! We fly o'er the treetops with inches to spare, There's smoke in the cockpit and gray in my hair. The tracers look fine as a strafin' we go. But, brother, we're TOO God damn low...
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