He goes back to get it, stops halfway and turns back. "What's up?" asks his mate. "Well, you see those two women at the tee. One's my wife, and she's playing with my mistress." His mate laughs and says, "No worries, I'll go get it for you." He stops halfway, comes back, looks at his mate and says "Small world."
A friend's dad is a cop, and this was his comment on the one thing that he wished witnesses would do more. Clothes can be tossed, or they may have a spare set hidden in some bushes.
I just mention for clarity: if you witness a crime, call the police. Don't put yourself in danger. Don't follow running suspects. Unless you are a trained professional, you help more with information to the investigator than with heroic acts.
Skied at Vail today, got in line for Lift 4, which is a 6 pack... rules are that 3 can ride on a lift as long as everyone is spaced out. Me being a single rider, I joined up with 2 other guys and got on the lift and sat at the other end from them. I've been doing this all week with no complaints...
I go to put the bar down(something that is non negotiable for me since I saw someone fall out when I was younger) and one of the guys says "We don't put the fucking bar down" and I asked "Well could you do it for me?" and he then just started to go on a total tantrum....
"Who the fuck are you anyway? We don't know you. Why are you riding with us? Do you not fucking know there is a pandemic going on?"
I told him to chill out, its too late now to do anything about it, and he just went on a total tantrum, ripping me for being a tourist, saying how much he hates tourists, and how tourists refuse to obey social distancing and are going to get everyone in Colorado kiilled via Coronavirus, then just started screaming at me when I get off the lift, to just ski to the bottom and "get the fuck out of Vail, go fucking home"
After a couple minutes of me silent and him non stop ripping into me, I had enough and simply told him to Shut The Fuck Up! Then he got really mad, "Do you know who the fuck I am? Do you know who you are messing with? When we get off this lift, I am going to kick your fucking ass!"
And then I said "In front of ski patrol so you get your pass pulled?" and he said "Never mind, I got a gun in my jacket pocket, I am going to pull it out and shoot you in the fucking face!"
At this point he crossed the line... and he was angry enough to make me not want to doubt he was serious... so I took my phone out and began to call ski patrol... he then said he knows every ski patrol person and police officer at Vail on a first name basis and they will just laugh at me and side with him if I tried to report him... and then his friend said he would tell their ski patrol friends I was the violent one, and it would be their word against mine, and I would be the one to get my pass pulled...
We got off the lift and they tried to escort me to the ski patrol HQ, trying to get me to go with them... I refused, and simply skied down to another ski patrol HQ and reported the guy... took a picture and video of him... and I thought I would just be wasting ski patrol's time since I had no hard evidence, but they were pissed when I told them the guy said he knew them all and ski... keep reading on reddit ➡
Edit: I got this text as a cropped image without OP. I was informed that the OP is @CasualThursday on Twitter, so credit goes to them :)
Edit 2: Thanks for all the awards, I have never gotten any before. I wish you all a happy, healthy new year!
I feel like venting about this movie a bit, so here I am haha.
Now, I don't know what I was expecting going in. I'm well aware of Stabley Kubrick's prestige, and the legacy it's left us. I liked A Clockwork Orange (though I prefer the book, it's still a wonderfully made film), I loved The Shining, and that was all I'd seen for a while.
Today I decided to watch Full Metal Jacket. I was familiar with a few iconic scenes (The drill sargent introduction, the prostitute, etc.) but I finally decided to sit and watch the whole thing. To repeat my opening sentence, I don't know exactly what I was expecting.
The first half-hour or so was all training, hazing and bombardment, standard stuff for a military film I figured. For a while I wasn't sure who the main character was, but I naturally took notice of Leonard Lawrence - Private "Pyle" - as he seemed to be getting the most attention. With how thick the abuse was being laid onto him, I fully understood how that could damage a person. But my first assumption was "Oh, he's gonna be that guy who snaps on the battlefield and kicks major Viet Cong ass in a homicidal frenzy."
But then it happened. The scene that caught me unawares, chilling me to the bone. Most of you know this, but this is the scene where Lawrence shoots the Drill Sargent dead, then himself. It might be strange to say, but of the few suicides I've seen represented in film, this one was leaps and bounds beyond in terms of raw performance, emotion and what felt like an overwhelming sense of reality.
After that scene shocked me harder than I ever expected it to, I figured it would be recalled during the rest of the film, but it wasn't really at all it felt like. There was talk of the Thousand Yard Stare, which was definitely what I saw in Pyle towards the end of his story, but "Joker" Davis (the actual main character) never reflects on what he saw that night, nor does he bring it up. As I think on it though while writing this, it makes sense that in order to soldier on and keep a brave face, one would leave something like that behind as well as possible. It just adds weight to the overall message of the film, "War is fucked up, and all those involved are fucked up by it."
And the theme of the film in relation to the title is that in order to be brave and continue fighting the "good" fight, soldiers must put on a "full metal jacket" to toughen themselves up. This of course is probably common knowledge, but I wanted to say it because... keep reading on reddit ➡