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14th August 06, 09:45 AM
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Originally Posted by Riverkilt
.......called the local PD with the plate and car description .........
It was the level head and training that prevailed. Congratulations compadre. An excellent opportunity to use your wits in a volatile mix and prevent injury. The phone call to the FPD was the true coup de grace in this instance.
Go, have fun, don't work at, make it fun! Kilt them, for they know not, what they wear. Where am I now?
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14th August 06, 10:06 AM
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14th August 06, 10:47 AM
#13
Thanks Jay,
That sure fits with what happened. My guess is that, drunk as he was, if the two store employees weren't there staring him down too he would have swung on me...he was in that most self-righteous place we drunks get when tanked.
and hey, there you are Ialtog,
Knew there was someone from Flag on the board. I do so love downtown Flagstaff. The ultimate in coolness, fun, and good shopping. We have more than our share of street drunks up here in Page...I make my living working with them. Flag sure has their share too.
A couple years ago, when I was newly kilted and venturing forth on a date kilted for the first time, I met a lady from Prescott in Flag for a conference we were both attending. We went out to dinner at the Beaver Street Brewery. The hostess seated us at one of those tables right next to the window on Beaver Street...with the high stools. So, just after I maneuvered my kilted self up onto the stool and we're reading the menu, and old drunk staggers down the sidewalk. Stops in front of our window, takes his pants and jockey shorts down to his knees, and drains his bladder against the side of the building in front of us - with no clue we can see him.
Fortunately, the conference was on sexuality and my date was a sex therapist, so she took it in stride. It was a tad disconcerting that all through dinner there was this very large puddle on the sidewalk outside the window with a small stream following the contours of the sidewalk down to the gutter.
Flagstaff is a very colorful town for sure! A great COOL place for a kilted rendezvous....hint, hint...
Ron
Ol' Macdonald himself, a proud son of Skye and Cape Breton Island
Lifetime Member STA. Two time winner of Utilikiltarian of the Month.
"I'll have a kilt please, a nice hand sewn tartan, 16 ounce Strome. Oh, and a sporran on the side, with a strap please."
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14th August 06, 11:30 AM
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Great story. Maybe the kilt scared him--how many movies are there with kilted men beating the crap out of their eneimies?
James
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14th August 06, 08:55 PM
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Originally Posted by JayFilomena
There is a professor of military science,(Mr. Gossman ?) wrote a book called, "On Killing". bit of a hippie, but I highly recommend it. Anyway, Mr. Gossman contends that a confrontation consists of four components. Can include one or all four. They are Posturing, Submission, running away, and fighting. Years of research and studies in combat action reveal, that most fights never get past posturing. Two guys, two armies, what ever, flex and shoot in the air, or stand nose to nose. Very few will actually throw a punch. The fact that you stood up to him in a kilt was a posture he has never seen before. sounded like he submitted and left. Good on ya.
jaybird
Many times during my years in the Army I found myself standing nose to nose with some drunken soldier or snivilian while in uniform or kilted and the very best thing I found to reply once my opponent had threatened to "Kick my ***" or something similar I would simply look them in the eye and reply in a deadpan "I'm going to eat your face" which always caught them completely off-guard and usually ended the stand-off. I'm sure that it brings up a very unpleasant mental picture and we all know what savages the Scots have always been.
Chris.
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15th August 06, 06:02 AM
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Originally Posted by Riverkilt
all through dinner there was this very large puddle on the sidewalk outside the window with a small stream following the contours of the sidewalk down to the gutter.
Ron
TMI, Ron, BMI
(too much information, bad mental image)
Convener, Georgia Chapter, House of Gordon (Boss H.O.G.)
Where 4 Scotsmen gather there'll usually be a fifth.
7/5 of the world's population have a difficult time with fractions.
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16th August 06, 11:28 AM
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Maybe he did the (drunken) math and came up with...one, burp....two....free.....burp....four......five.... shix......:rolleyes:
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17th August 06, 01:54 AM
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ahhh Flagstaff!!! lots o memories there! when I was stationed in Happy Jack for the forest service I went to Collins Irish Pub , and the ( I think ) Monte Vista Hotel on Wed. nights for Karaoke!
since Thurs. was my only day off I would get a room for the night (wed.) so I could be responsible and not drink and drive. ( $90 for a room is ALOT cheaper than a DUI)
I tell you one thing though....I never wore my Forest Service Fire shirt again after the first time I wore it!! too many enviro-nuts trying to start shyte cause I worked for them
but all in all GREAT town! the highland games were always fun , and I got my pipes from Thompson & son bagpipes on the west side of 66.
Irish diplomacy: is telling a man to go to he)) in such a way that he looks forward to the trip!
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