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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I03UmJbK0lA

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That really is funny. I thought that I saw that ad a couple of years ago. Is funny no matter what.

Back in the '80's McDonalds had commercials about "Big Mac Attacks". I got stationed in Germany and one night was out with some buddies getting tanked up, and then went to McDonalds where could drink even more beer while eating a Big Mac. While standing in line, one of my buddies suddenly goes down onto the floor having convultions, so they called an ambulance. We all tought he was dying. Then he gets up, starts laughing that he had a Big Mac Attack. The ambulance and the Polizie arrive and they didn't think it was funny. The Polizie gave him a whoopin that he may laugh about today, but not that night, then they hauled him off to jail, which then got him into more trouble with our Army unit. Me? I was a happy, trouble free drunk that got along just fine with my German hosts, and the hot chicks over there. Now I'm older and fatter, no hot chicks, no more booze, and watch YouTube videos. Dannnnng.

Mark

(quoted from post at 19:55:26 12/31/13) That really is funny. I thought that I saw that ad a couple of years ago. Is funny no matter what.

Back in the '80's McDonalds had commercials about "Big Mac Attacks". I got stationed in Germany and one night was out with some buddies getting tanked up, and then went to McDonalds where could drink even more beer while eating a Big Mac. While standing in line, one of my buddies suddenly goes down onto the floor having convultions, so they called an ambulance. We all tought he was dying. Then he gets up, starts laughing that he had a Big Mac Attack. The ambulance and the Polizie arrive and they didn't think it was funny. The Polizie gave him a whoopin that he may laugh about today, but not that night, then they hauled him off to jail, which then got him into more trouble with our Army unit. Me? I was a happy, trouble free drunk that got along just fine with my German hosts, and the hot chicks over there. Now I'm older and fatter, no hot chicks, no more booze, and watch YouTube videos. Dannnnng.

Mark

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AH the good ole days, watching the German cops beat the shot out of some drunk. I was CP driver one night. The SGT I was driving spoke fluent German and we were parked outside a popular bar for the soldiers. The SGT was talking to a couple of German cops. A drunk soldier came out of the bar and jumped up on the hood of the jeep and before me or the SGT could get out the German cops had this guy on the ground and were really working him over. My 2nd hitch over there we would take the kids to K Town to McDonalds for a treat. That tour my gunner tried escaping from a bar fight and wound up with an angry German cop pressing an MP40 sub-machine gun against his forehead. He hadn't done anything wrong except run when the cops showed up and yelled halt. But he had business end of a muzzle bruise on his forehead.

On my 1st tour we were not too far from Stuttgart and we would ride the train over to drink. We got to know the cops in the train station. We would take new guys out, get em about falling down drunk. Got back to the train station and set em on a bench and walk 25 yards or so away and watch the cops wake em up and hassle em. Cops knew we were going to take em back to the barracks so they never got arrested. But it was still a fun prank.

Rick

In 1984 after my first back operation they moved me from my armoured unit, 1/33 to the 503rd supply and transportation. My Lt was one of the first women to graduate from West Point. She was a excellent officer and a superior person. Some of us troopers were a bit protective of our women at that time. So one night I was driving back from Hanau to Gelnhausen where I lived. I was taking a class that the University of Maryland offered on the base. I saw the Lt's car, a BMW, broke down beside the road, the MP's were already on site. I pulled my Simca (think French Dodge Omni) over to see if I could help her. For my efforts I got a stick across the head and a punch to the mouth and a few kicks when I was on the ground. This took 7 maby 10 seconds. She screamed stop it stop it, he is my Sgt. They did. She ended up drivng me in my car back to her appartment and letting me sleep on her sofa. She gave me a asprin and a few beers. As I sat there on the couch with her and drinking those beers and talking to her I was loathing the fraternization rules.