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Nightmare Scrapbook For December, 2001
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The Eleventh Month Of Command
1 December Promotions
Letter Of Instruction, Courtesy of Flight Lieutenant 'Macca,' Royal Air Force
ANNUAL CRICKET MATCH, PIMMS, CUCUMBER SANDWICHES AND MUCH MORE!
The time has arrived for the Flying Nightmares to thrash Marine Aviation Weapons and Tactics Squadron One at the annual Cricket match. Last year, for those of you who recall through the fog of Pimms, we were victorious. I fully intend for the Commissioned Officers of the MIGHTY 513th to uphold their glorious reputation as the finest cricketers in the West (of Arizona). For those who are not familiar with the Majestic sport of Cricket, Men dressed in white try to hit a hard little red leather ball with an oblong piece of willow. OK, to calm your hearts, a cup will be provided for the family jewels, insurance against contact with the pitiless, high-speed projectile. Also, the wives say that their husbands can't wear white when they play on grass, so just wear your Nightmare Bowling shirts and whatever your nagging wife allows for britches. You pathetic wimps.
The contest will begin at 1300 hours on the Parade Deck. There is a Family emphasis for the whole day, so please bring kids, wives and girlfriends (judgment required here mates...). Light refreshment and entertainment of sorts will be provided along with copious amounts of freshly de-glamourized alcohol. The real drink of the day will be Pimms, which Brits love, but you neanderthals can't seem to appreciate. Tough! The Queen is footing the bill, so you'll like it. Once we have dismissed MAWTS-1 from the field of play, we will continue our party into the Officer's Club where the victory celebration will carry on.

The Queen and her Mum aren't afraid to glug Pimms--buck up Yanks!
This event is scheduled for our first day off in two weeks, 14 December (which will be a 72, but don't plan to leave town like the formerly loyal Screech, Steroid, Chunks, Jolly and Stern). We need a minimum of 11 to make a team, the more the merrier. There will be a flex plan to use all reserves and an extensive training regimen that I will dictate, orchestrate and illuminate with the Queens own charm, so nothing to worry about there.
The opposition Team Captain, "Wiley," CO of MAWTS-1
Nightmare Cricketeers on a sunny December day: Cow, Zieg, Grouper, Zak, Ivy, Manana, Stroker, Cliffy, Boss, Fraggle, Lurch, Jones, Smitty, Macca & DanO
Squadron Christmas Party



Welcome to our two new Nightmare pilots: "Wizard" and . . .
. . . "Stroker"
Special notes for the 2002 Officer's White Elephant Christmas Party:
Zak has the traditional tacky red jacket
Cliffy has the traditional "Blower" oil painting
Dino has the traditional "Waldo" antlers
Grouper has the traditional silk elephant underwear--yikes!
"The sign of a wise leader is hiring capable people and then having the good sense to leave them
be and let them do their jobs."
--Theodore Roosevelt
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