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[Leslie Cheswyck]

It's true. He even "forgets" his wallet sometimes.

[Hollywoodaction]

I saw him smoke in a non-smoking section of the Korean restaurant once. It reeked of those cheap American cigars. The ajashi complained for weeks that he couldn't get rid of the smell. He complained to me for weeks that we miguk are rude, not realizing I am Canadian.

[Leslie Cheswyck]

That had to be a Canadian pretending to be American. Mac smokes only his homely corn cob pipe.

[Hollywoodaction]

It was him. He had run out of pipe tobacco that day. It isn't readily available in Korea despite the fact that you can buy 'traditional' Korean pipes at every souvenir shop in Korea.

Did I mention that he drank soju until his face turned red and made unwelcomed advances to the waitress? Despite all criticism, you can't say he didn't make an effort to fit in. Hell, he even said 'keaseki' after every two words when speaking with his drinking partners.

[Leslie Cheswyck]

Maybe you saw this guy.



He's also a bad tipper. Here he is, leaving the restaurant, letting the waitress behind him know what he thinks about the service.

[Hollywoodaction]

Actually, that guy was a surly drunk. He wanted to start a fight because I looked too much like "Rudolph Titler". Can't say I know who this Titler guy is, or why he got that idea, but the name sounds vaguely familiar. In any case, he fell on his face, his foot being numb from sitting cross-legged on the floor, as he attempted to rise from his place at the table. MacArthur quickly reached out and lifted him up with one of his powerful hands. MacArthur then proceded to lean closer to whisper something in his ear. The drunk responded by what was now an angrier voice, "Don't talk to me about naval tradition. It's nothing but rum, sodomy and the lash", which he followed by vomiting all over himself. The drunk freed himself from MacArthur's grip, quickly wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve, and continued by shouting, "Success is the ability to go from one failure to another with no loss of enthusiasm". As he stood up, he took a swing at me, but missed. It appears he finally realized the error of his mistake as I swiftly drove a fist in his plump stomach, thus making him spit out his cigar, which went flying across the room. He tried to appologize, but I left the moment offered to "show me the crown jewels" as a sign of good faith.

[lawyertood]

To set the record straight, Dougie smokes only the finest Philippine cigars when not opting for his telltale pipe. I know, I saw him in Songtan, contra to official Army policy, trafficking in filipina ..... .