Pet coke and random farts
It has been a weird day. I went to a refinery today to look at some of our installations that are embedded there. It is pretty damn weird to see US Army ocean going vessels and gate guards who are US Navy. That is like some strange alternate military universe.
It is also weird to see brick after brick of petroleum coke just dropped all over the place. I used to work at the Port of LA and the terminal I was at exported pet coke to the far east. It is the solids that are left over after you just squeeze every bit of fluid from oil. It is actually the left over impurities but it burns extremely hot and is used for steel manufacturing. It was just all over the road. In California that would be a major environmental fine.
It was random fart day too. Every once in a while the DFAC serves chow that makes everyone fart. I'm not talking polite little gas poppers. I'm talking full scale gale force winds with a smell that will peel paint. Your eyes water and you do everything you can to get away. It also seems that during these force 5 fart a thons that everyone goes crop dusting. You will be walking in a hallway and walk into a cloud of death. You can just see the laughing skull as you furiously try and get away but all you do is cause an air plenum and it wafts behind you.
Girls are just as bad. They fart too.
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We had a random DFAC fart meal the other day, almost killed a few of the weaker soldiers.
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