I do not like Green Smegs and Whams.
Latest Climate Culprits: Asthmatics
If y’all would just stop breathing it’d really help the planet. ‘K, thanks.
No green eggs on my egg sandwich please. No coke with it either. Yoo Hoo.
So do Pam’s looks rhyme with Sam’s too?
Pamela? Is that you?
Jimmy Fallon at University of Texas at Austin just opened the Tonight Show with a big musical number, Thank God I’m a Country Boy. I have no beer. Send help.
Now THERE’S an oxymoron. Emphasis on the “moron”.
You mean, he abandoned I Enjoy Being a Girl?
It would be fun to see this fun Pam. Even if she is a one or two cartoon character. (I was going to say “strip”, but thought better of it, considering the semi-reputable yahoos that hang around this place. Including the artist.)
Hey, I resemble that remark. Not sure if we even achieve semi-reputable, however.
After all, we are Deplorables.
I’d settle for a reputation, rather than none of all.
And Proudly so!
Hey, that’s semi-unreputable! 😉
Heh….I love my redhead.
EOD Doc Savage?
Vets from WWII forward ate green eggs and ham when they dined on C Rations. The canned scrambled eggs and ham, usually had streaks of green running thru the eggs. Sometimes, almost all of the egg was green. That was one of the two least favorite of the C rats — beef and potatoes aka beef and grenades being the other one. Most of the C rats were canned during WWII. Once and a while, I believe we got some from the Korean War.
I was one of those odd souls that enjoyed Green Eggs and Ham. I;d actually trade FOR it, rather than trying to give it away.
My nemesis was Ham and Lima Beans, aka “Ham ‘n Dammits. THE only time I wanted anything to do with them was when the diet plugged me up. One meal of those and I was soon back on a regular keel. But don’t block the latrine doors for the next 12 hours or we have a mess on our hands.
IN the early MRE era I learned to like the Ham and Chickenloaf MRE that everyone else despised. I’d wait to be one of the last to morning chow in the field and the open MRE cases would have plenty of Ham and Chickenloaf and nothing else.
nope, the mess won’t be on your hands! 🙂
Keep the Doctor out of the kitchen and tell Slim to stop eating his own leftovers.
We were issued C-Rats in the 70’s. It really helped to have a bottle of Tabasco. They even issued those, in time.
Did they come with the 5-pack of smokes? Dad was Army enlisted, Mom was WAC, iirc they mentioned there would be a bowl of packs at the end of the chow line.
I even remember when airline meal trays had a pack of four cigs on them, right next to the real silverware….even in coach….
Yes, the mini-smoke packs.
Took them out on Missile Alert back in the ’70s. Way better than the “EVERYTHING cooked in butter” Foil Packs.
742 SMS here – ’79 – ’83
Blake, you’re in the penalty box for WordPress TOS violations?
I cannot imagine what those might be. 🙂
Crossing the line. I actually had green eggs and ham. It’s a trip. Neptune was proud.
Redheads, Mmmmmm ! Arlene Dahl, Jill St. John, Ann-Margret just to name a few…….
Sherry Jackson from probably the most famous episode of Star Trek….what a knockout…
Notice nobody mentioned Cassandra Petersen, or Christina Hendricks for the list of redheads.
Don’t forget Maureen O’Hara!
Don’t forget my favorite from my childhood, Ginger from Gilligan’s Island. Yeah, I know, Mary Ann was hotter, but Tina Louise can cook my eggs and ham any time!
Theodore Geisel (aka Dr. Suess) was a World War II vet. He was part of a team of cartoonist who did inspirational and propaganda films. Mel Blanc (Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, etc.) Walter Lanzt (Woody Woodpecker), directed by Chuck Jones and Fritz Freleng. A who’s who of cartooning except for Disney who priced himself out of the project.
Been a long time lurker but these comments bring back memories. Especially my 25th. birthday. In a place called An Hoa, sitting in a hole over which I had parked my TD24 dozer, I was having lunch AKA midrats. I was having ham and lima beans by the way, a favorite of mine. Had opened the bread punched a few holes in the can filled it with sand and some diesel fuel and fired it up. Made an acceptable stove to heat the chunks of grease in the beans, added a little flavor as a side benefit. Any way I noticed the date on the box, same year, same month and same day. The food and I shared a birthday dinner. For the food it was a one way trip.
Cool. But that must have had you pondering if it would be your last too.
Glad you made it back, and thank you.
Bondi? Geller? Anderson?
I’ll take “Awful Plastic Surgery” for 1,000 Alex.
I can’t wait!
(Wait, “Pam”, “Pamela”… did you drop some extra dough in the kitty this year, Pamela? If so, I really can’t wait!)
Yeah I wondered that upthread too. And if you have ever seen some of the other poses of Pam’s avatar, you’d REALLY be anxious. Her doing some of those sexy voiceover text balloons. 😉
OK, we’re interested…
When I first entered service the old C-Rats still had the 5pak smokes (or were we getting “K’s” ? Anyway great trading material for the cookie or pudding ! LOL ! But I always was tickled with “Chicken or Turkey” WTF they didnt know which bird !!
The government wasn’t sure if it was fowl or foul.
I sss that quite a few of us old hands read DbD. I first ran into green eggs and ham on a semi-troop return delayed TWA flight (You have time to spare fly TransWorld Air) coming back from Rhein Maine. The stews had evidently run into this before, because they has a well rehearsed song and dance about it. Then I saw it on TV.
Those were the days we had cigs in C-Rats. One vet wrote about how bad the ham and lima beans were. What about the Thursdays you were lucky enough to rate liver and onion K-Rats. I bet you guys didn’t know the reason I was given – our menus for K-Rats were planned by an old dietitian who loved liver.
In ROTC, our supply sergeant got our C rations from the nearest base, which was USAF. In-flight rations didn’t have cigs. It was a big surprise when going on active duty to find those nasty things in my rations, but they proved useful as “attaboys” for some of my troops.
Meanwhile, I would not touch “green eggs and ham,” and “Chicken or Turkey” never did taste like either one. In 1976, the apple crops were so vast that just about all our 1977 C-rations had a large can of applesauce. Anytime I got ham and eggs, I’d trade the main course for applesauce, which never had the loosening effect on me that it does on others.
We were still wearing the Vietnam nurse fatigues, with all the pockets, so one cargo pocket always had a bottle of Tabasco in it. Except for the eggs and ham, it made sure every other main course was tolerable.
I do still miss the John Wayne bars, though. They were really, really tasty.
“My nemesis was Ham and Lima Beans, aka “Ham ‘n Dammits.”
We had a far, far more colorful name for them than the Bowdlerized bean title above. You guys musta been in church or sumpin’… 😉
Not at the time, but I have sworn off “coarse” language since then, and that is the best compromise I have come up with…
Ah, Theodore Geisel – he will always have a special place in my memories. I think I saw my Dad lose it and laugh himself silly once, and only once, in my entire life. In fact, it may have been his only laugh of any kind. “Fox in Socks” had been reprinted in a magazine and we were taking turns reading it aloud. He got thoroughly tripped up by the tongue twisters, but for once instead of getting angry and frustrated, he let go and just lost it. Thanks, Dr. Seuss, and thanks Chris for starting me meandering down memory lane.
My Dad brought boxes of rations home during the Cuban missile crisis.
He pulled the cigarette packs out. Left the matches though.
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