Failure to Adapt. It happens quite a bit, you have the total fuckups getting kicked out in Bootcamp/Schools. This is before every serving at a actual base.
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Flat broke Joseph Cumia gambles his way further into debt
- Thread starter RoSmokedCrack
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What a dolt. He couldn't make it even one day without treating himself to a dumb niggerish reward for spending a few months working for the first time in his adult life. "Had my fill of gambling"... he lost it all, and quickly. What a cow eyed sap. He looks like absolute death, too.
A true upgraded room would be one that faces the marina / Atlantic Ocean or nearby beach town Brigantine. Joe is facing the parking garages and nearby Pleasantville (which is not pleasant)
Atlantic City fact: Brigantine is a nice beach town close to Borgata and since they are next AC they have a bar / grill as soon as you get on the island that is open 24 hours and can serve alcohol 24 hours a day due to being in AC liquor license area.
No posts mooing about winnings? That means he lost everything he came with, so now the Sea Hag’s late husband’s estate will be paying even more towards the bovine’s dental and ATT bills. No way he came home from Europe not in the red and it appears he has no gigs lined up either. “Hey Anth, remember how I sent your tape in to the station and that little agreement we’ve always had?”
He went to borgata on their cheapest night
There's a classic understatement. Pound for pound, Pleasantville might be the shittiest town in NJ, which is saying plenty.
Must be every casino owner's delight to see a fat idiot in tattered clothing show up with a loyalty card. He's like a battered wife to these places getting raped of what little money he manages to scrounge up.
Imagine going to Atlantic City for any reason
Does he even have teeth
I'm still somewhat surprised by how it took him exactly one day to "treat himself" with a nice, well-earned reward. I assumed it'd probably be two or three days, at least, after the euphoria of being home began to wane. Joe never ceases to amaze.
Veteran? He was in the military for a number of months, likely only because he was given that option or go to jail for whatever crime he committed. Though he probably would have done ok in jail due to his large stature. Being 6'1 is extremely rare.
It's enraaaaging
that he considers himself a "veteran". He "served his country" in lieu of serving time in jail. He's dirty long Island Guido wop trash, him and the rest of those Cumias.
It's enraaaaging
that he considers himself a "veteran". He "served his country" in lieu of serving time in jail. He's dirty long Island Guido wop trash, him and the rest of those Cumias.
His stolen valor should be communicated to the venues that hire him. They may not care about his defence of pedophiles, but they might care about that
I have a scenario in my head.
Joe was caught stealing sundries and produce and selling them in bulk to local diners and restaurants near Bragg. Not as bad as a QM stealing M16s and grenades and selling them on the black market obviously, but still theft of Uncle Sam's property. An automatic DD and probable prison time in Leavenworth.
He was caught by his immediate superior. Let's call him Staff Sergeant D'Amato. As he was chewing him out, Joe burst into tears and started begging him. Please don't tell anyone. It'll ruin my life. I'm not built for prison. I'll kill myself.
D'Amato was unmoved.
Then Joe pulled the Guinea card.
It'll break my mother's heart.
D'Amato wasn't made of stone, and his old, dear mother was the second most important person in his life. The first had been born three days earlier; his first child, a masculine child - his son and heir, Vincent D'Amato Jr. He was in a rare forgiving mood.
Staff Sergeant D'Amato surveyed the pathetic scene in front of him. This big lummox wailing on his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks, snot bubbles blowing out of his broad, flared nostrils. The dumb kid had made a stupid mistake. And if D'Amato was honest with himself, he knew it partly wasn't even his fault. Criminality was in his genes.
D'Amato remembered his own early days in the service. He and a couple of other paisans had had a nice little shylock business going, lending money to the hayseeds and niggers in their unit who were always broke two days after they got their paychecks. Of course they paid 2 points a week on top of the principle. Most of them were happy to, but you'd get the odd wiseguy who thought he'd stand up. They'd get a crack and fall into line.
D'Amato was a lot of things, but he wasn't a hypocrite.
"OK, Cumia. Here's what's going to happen. You're going to put in your papers today. You'll get a general discharge on grounds of diminished responsibility. You know what that means, right? Means we've deemed you too retarded to peel potatoes, let alone fix jeeps or man a mortar crew. You got a problem with that, you'll be some nigger in Leavenworth's dog chew toy by Friday. Capiche?"
Joe's first instinctual thought was "Hey, that sounds fun", but he quickly pushed it down.
"Y...yes, Staff Sergeant. Th...thank you."
Until I see evidence to the contrary, this is definitely what happened.
lol he made maybe 2,500 that whole cruise and then it proceeds to gamble it all away immediately.
Joe seems like the kind of retard who thinks he has the nuts because he has pocket aces then blames the eventual winner for him getting "Rivered" because he can't read the table and anticipate what anyone has
Holy shit idk why but this destroyed my poor ribs
“I’ll take that bridge you had replaced and jam it up your hag’s box”