coop wrote: From the halls of Montezuma from the shores of Tripoli the Star Chamber has voted in its newest MOMS. YEMX, Mmiller and yet another dog the bayou kind .gentlemen welcome aboard ...now go kill something in MOM's name grab your tag and report to dent for you fitting and remember to stop off at the gift shop for your official B.Strachan dashboard figurine no MOM flys without our number 1 ace as guidance. ...again welcome my brothers and be careful out there the skies are filled with nuts.
Welcome new MOMs. As per usual, please report to Human Resources, Room 6, for the
de-lousing and disinfectant hose-down orientation procedure at 0300 hours sharp.
And for those applicants who, on this go-round, did not make the cut, get the nod, assume the position, or other applicable euphemism, please do not take it personally. It is no reflection on your character, ability, skills or potential. Nor is it in any way a permanent ban from the squad. It just means us old farts in the Star Chamber were unable to reach a consensus at this time. (And, even if some or all parts of the preceding sentence(s) were not true, we would lie about it to protect your fragile egos. So don't feel bad, unless you're really insecure or you are convinced we're lying. We're not and you are, by the way. Lying and insecure/convinced-we-are, respectively, that is. Really. Trust us.

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OK, we suck at this. Jeez! We're still trying to figure this whole deal out, fer chrissakes!