George Noory was in the Navy, that's why...

Jorch still fires a "warning shot" across Tahhmmeeee's stern.

That PE is a bitch....

Last Edited by 4th Mesa on 09/15/2018 05:44 AM

Jorch still brings up the rear when on "exercises" with Big Tahhmm….

While his shipmates were manning the pumps....

Jorch was pumping the men....

Hahahahaahahahahaha!!! Pure, unadulterated gold!!!

Jorch still has to see a doctor for regular treatment for the "dishonourable discharge" he picked up in the Navy....

Tahhmmeeee has a tattoo of the USS NIMITZ on his backside....

…. so Jorch can practise his catapult take-offs

Jorch sailed the seven seas of cheese.

^ THIS! Bwahahahahahaha ^

When his commanding officer said Jorch should train with SEALS to get combat ready....

Jorch trained with real seals....

While others in Jorch’s SEAL Team 6 graduating class learned the art of asymmetrical warfare, Jorch became adept at bouncing a beach ball off his nose and leaping out of the water to snatch a sardine from the hand of his commanding officer.

Jorch recently attended a Tupperware party....

…. looking for a really tight SEAL

Jorch still often goes out with "Navy gravy" on the front of his pants....

Hahahahahahhaha

During his Navy scuba course, Jorch used to sink to the bottom, lie flat on the ocean floor, and shake.

Even today he's still a nervous wreck....

LOL!

In his SCUBA diving excursions where he swam along the ocean floor, George collected crabs and worms.

But enough about his STDs...

Last Edited by What is Aleppo on 09/27/2018 06:14 AM

^Bwahahahahahahaha^

Jorch was court martialled for hoisting the Jolly Roger above his navy ship.

Also for rogering a jolly hoist below....

Last Edited by 4th Mesa on 09/28/2018 05:00 AM

To this day, around the house Jorch wears a onesie in the style of a Navy uniform....

With the rank of REAR ADMIRAL on the front and enABLE SEMEN across the butt....

Hahahahaahahahaha

Whenever Jorch visits a new port he goes straight to the docks to find a tug....

After a few too many shandies, at one a.m., when the bar is down to winos and wastrels, bleary-eyed and dripping with self-loathing, Jorch sits astride a table and bellows; "climb aboard, sailor!"….

Last Edited by 4th Mesa on 10/03/2018 07:19 AM