While the MPAA goes after people for downloading ripped theater vids of Twilight, 92 year old Hyman Strachman has been churning out shitloads of DVDs of first run movies to send to American troops overseas. Because he’s old and he’s doing it for the troops, so the MPAA can suck it.
I just upgraded this series to blu-ray and since everyone I know already has it, I’ve decided to give it away. Along with some books :)
What you can win:
- Band of Brothers DVD 6-Disc Tin Box Set.
- Beyond Band of Brothers (Richard Dick Winters)
- Band of Brothers (Stephen E. Ambrose)
- Parachute Infantry (David Kenyon Webster)
- Easy Company Soldier (Don Malarkey)
- Giveaway will only take place if this has over 100 notes.
- Every reblog counts as an entry. Likes do not count.
- You can reblog up to 5 times.
- You do not have to follow me. Actually, please don’t follow me just because you want some free stuff. It’s kind of silly, really.
- Giveaway will end on April 30th. I will use randomizer to choose the winner.
- Please keep your ask box open so I can contact you if you win. If you do not reply within 48 hours I will choose a different winner.
- I will ship worldwide. There’s no cost on your behalf.
I’d never thought I’d do this giveaway thing but this series is very special to me and I’m happy to share these gifts to the people who love it or want to get into it. I really hope they’ll go to someone who’ll actually appreciate them.
Saw this picture on imgur and just had to post it here, because this is without a doubt, one of the most badass women alive. Meet Katrina Hodge, a corporal in the British Army and Miss England 2009. According to Wikipedia, she enlisted back in 2004 after her brother challenged her to and earned the nickname “Combat Barbie” after showing up at her assigned unit wearing false eyelashes, kitten heels (whatever those are) and carry a pink suitcase. In 2005 her unit, the Royal Anglian Regiment, was deployed to Iraq, where she saved the lives of her comrades from a prisoner by wrestling not one, but two rifles from him and then knocking his ass out with her bare hands.
With her bare hands.
Then in 2009, she decided to compete in the Miss England competition to destroy stereotypes about women in the military. She didn’t win (she placed runner-up), but still became Miss England after the woman who did got into a fight and gave up the crown. While Miss England, Hodge convinced the people running the competition to ditch the bikini contest, because she felt that it was more important to be a role model than looking good in a bikini.
In 2010, she handed over the crown and returned to military service, being deployed to Afghanistan.
This woman is both a BAMF and a HBIC. Damn.
10 November 1775. I was born in a bomb crater. My mother was an M16 and my father was the devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I eat concertina, piss napalm, and I can shoot a round through a flea’s ass at 300 meters. I travel the globe, festering on anti-Americans everywhere I go, for the love of mom, Chevrolet, baseball, and apple pie. I’m a grunt. I’m the dirty, nasty, stinky, sweaty, filthy, beautiful little son of a bitch that’s kept the wolf away from the door for over 225 years. I’m a United States Marine. We look like soldiers, talk like sailors, slap the shit out of both of them. We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the rope from the Army, and the anchor from the Navy. And on the 7th day, when God rested, we overran his perimeter and we’ve been running the show ever since. Warrior by day, lover by night, drunker by choice, Marine by God. Semper Fidelis.
The self-less sacrifice of day to day military personnel, especially combat veterans, is under appreciated. And you got the American society wanna run as fast as they can to the counter tops, to the fuckin’ newsstands, and grab mother fuckin’ Us Weekly’s and fuckin’ People Magazine just to see what fuckin’ Jake Gyllenhaal did on Thursday afternoon. You know what I did Thursday afternoon? I put one of my mo’fuckin’ Marines on a plane. I put that motherfucker on the bird to fuckin’ nowhere. I picked his lifeless ass up body, put him on a stretcher, and put him off. Why don’t they put that, why don’t that be in a mother fuckin’ magazine? Or how ‘bout let’s put a day in the life of fuckin’ any average Marine out here, going through the streets of Ramadi. Their biggest concern is that, you know, they couldn’t buy a mocha latte at fuckin’ Starbucks because it was under construction. Our biggest mother fuckin’ concern is getting blown up on fuckin’ 2 9er 5 in Michigan. But we’re gonna go home and they’re gonna say, wave their little flag, and say “Welcome Home, thanks for, thanks for preserving our right to go on not giving a fuck”.
There it is folks. We’re sitting here fighting for your freedoms. You got the right to say what you want, we got the right to punch you in your fuckin’ mouth if we disagree.
- Bomb in the Garden Final Speech
I rewatched this episode yesterday. Yup, still damn awesome!
But who is Justin Allen (23), Brett Linley (29), Matthew Weikert (29), Justus Bartett (27), Dave Santos (21), Jesse Reed (26), Matthew Johnson (21), Zachary Fisher (24), Brandon King (23), Christopher Goeke (23), and Sheldon Tate (27)? They are Marines that gave their lives this week for you. There is no media for them… not even a mention of their names. Honor THEM by reblogging this.