Dr Jo n Hubby, Great stand and that was an easy catch , I suspect she is still an intern trying to climb the ladder . I can see she was after on out of context sound bite to race off and print out a Pulitzer on., not this week. Such an unfortunate name for the young journalist as well not that I'm sizeist.
SPACE FORCE, GET THE FUCK IN HERE.
I have been roasting every branch and now it’s your turn, you intergalactic IT department.
Army sleeps in the dirt.
Marines eat crayons.
Navy lives on a floating apartment complex.
Air Force checks the hotel reviews before invading.
SPACE FORCE?
You motherfuckers joined the military because Best Buy Geek Squad didn’t have enough fucking authority.
Your branch sounds like something a drunk 12 year old created after watching Star Wars.
GUARDIANS.
Guardians of what?
The fucking HDMI cable?
Your combat zone has fluorescent lighting.
Your foxhole has lumbar support.
Your rucksack is a laptop bag.
Your weapon system has a fucking password reset button.
Some Army private is freezing his ass off in a fighting position while a Space Force Guardian is screaming:
WE’RE TAKING HEAVY FIRE!
Motherfucker, Outlook crashed.
Your version of land navigation is opening Google Maps.
Your version of close air support is moving the router closer to the fucking window.
Your version of enemy contact is somebody from China trying the WiFi password twice.
You don’t call artillery.
You call technical support.
Sir, satellite communications are down.
WHAT’S THE PLAN?
Unplug it for thirty seconds.
PROMOTE THAT MOTHERFUCKER.
Space Force PT test probably includes carrying two monitors up a flight of stairs without spilling a Monster.
These motherfuckers probably get combat patches for surviving a Windows update.
Imagine being captured by Space Force.
They wouldn’t interrogate you.
They’d lock your account after three failed login attempts.
Army has Rangers.
Navy has SEALs.
Marines have Raiders.
Space Force has motherfuckers named GUARDIANS sounding like they’re about to fight Thanos at fucking noon.
And yes, before some keyboard warrior has an aneurysm, Space Force has a serious mission.
Satellites.
Missile warning.
GPS.
Communications.
All important shit.
But military humor has never given a single fuck about your mission statement.
So thank you for your service, Guardians.
Now get your ass back upstairs and make sure Google Maps still knows where the fuck Sugar Bush Knolls, Ohio is.
Air Force, enjoy your fucking continental breakfast.
You’re tomorrow.
What actually happened with smit machchar 🚨
- A flight was coming to Dubai from Israel
- Around 2 hours after takeoff, a Muslim co pilot told Smit he is going to rest a little
- He went back and started stabbing Smit with a pocket knife
- Smit started bleeding and the plane dropped 14,000 feet in a minute
- Smit had a button to open the cockpit door beside his seat. He somehow pressed it
- Passengers saw blood coming from the cockpit
- The Muslim pilot started celebrating and shouting “Allah hu Akbar.” He thought nobody could save all of them now
- Passengers rushed to save the pilot and some of them attacked the other pilot
- A few of them were relief pilots who landed the plane safely
- One of them was a doctor who saved Smit from excessive bleeding
- Now Smit is in stable condition and all 180 passengers are safe
No words are enough to describe the bravery of Smit Machchhar and the mentality of that Muslim pilot 🙏