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Share things that happened at an event that were funny, that you'll remember for a long time.

 

 

When I did Revolutionary War, I reenacted a British Cavalry regiment. Another unit had two officers in it. One was a retired British Army officer, who was reenacting, a British Captain in the 8th Regiment of Foot. Captain Stanley, was a card, the politest man you could find. We were at an event at a Farm in Berrien Springs, Michigan and at the far edge of the battlefield sat the rusting hulks of some old cars. The Colonials were supposed to lose, but were putting up a fight. Above the din we hear Captain Stanley yell "Drive 'em back to the Pontiac!"

 

 

Another Time, we had another Officer leading us at a battle. Bernie was his name, and he was sneaky.... One regiment the 42nd RHR was ALWAYS late to battle, you could count on it. Well he had gone to them and asked them that they be a little later than usual, and enter the battlefield behind the Continental line. Well needless to say here comes the 42nd and we force the Continentals to surrender and march 2x2 between our ranks and stack arms (like at Yorktown). So they figured they were going to do the same to us at the Next battle. When they parlayed with us to demand our surrender, Bernie came back and informed us that what he was going to do was he was going to inform him we would surrender. BUT! when he came back we were going to salute the Continentals, then run. Because Bernie had noticed a few things; One our avenue of escape was still open and two the Continental Line had dumped the powder in their muskets. You should have seen their faces when we took off, and none of em could shoot at us!

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WWII Reenactment and we're attacking a fortified position with about 50 American Troops and British Troops. We took the hill and a fighting position that commanded all approaches. A German Reenactor was laying in the botton of the hole with his helmet on still, apparently playing dead. An American MG Team and British/Aussie MG team ignored him as they set up their respective guns on the far side of the hole, facing away from him. He gets up and uses a reubber knife to take out the Brit team and then goes after the American MG Gunner.

 

In real life the American Gunner is actually a 305 Pro Football player that bench press over 500 pounds and knows how to defend himself. He grapples with the German, twisting him down like a piece of wet paper. I guess the poor German Reenactor actually sustained a borken ankle.

 

Morale of the story: Never tangle with a guy that's big enough to be a pair of troopers (para...well, I thought it was funny).

 

It was funny at the time and the guy healed up.

 

Rock

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WWII Reenactment and we're attacking a fortified position with about 50 American Troops and British Troops. We took the hill and a fighting position that commanded all approaches. A German Reenactor was laying in the botton of the hole with his helmet on still, apparently playing dead. An American MG Team and British/Aussie MG team ignored him as they set up their respective guns on the far side of the hole, facing away from him. He gets up and uses a reubber knife to take out the Brit team and then goes after the American MG Gunner.

 

In real life the American Gunner is actually a 305 Pro Football player that bench press over 500 pounds and knows how to defend himself. He grapples with the German, twisting him down like a piece of wet paper. I guess the poor German Reenactor actually sustained a borken ankle.

 

Morale of the story: Never tangle with a guy that's big enough to be a pair of troopers (para...well, I thought it was funny).

 

It was funny at the time and the guy healed up.

 

Rock

 

Now I think he learned a lesson! Don't sneak up on someone bigger than you! :lol:

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When i was a member of the NWHA in the 90s, we had access to some good facilities at Ft Benning. We used the MOUT site more than once, and one time we were holed up in a building in the center of town, when you could hear a ice cream truck coming up the main road. We just stared at each other for a moment (I'm sure the Germans were doing the same). Sure enough, it got louder and a minute later, a real full-size ice cream truck rolled right into town and stopped dead center in the middle of the fight. I don't think a single trigger was pulled again for a minute a least. I saw my buddy Todd pull out his M-9 bazooka and point it out the window at the truck, and he yelled, "So help me, if one German comes out of that thing, I'm lighting it up!"

We talked about it for a minute when people started filtering up to the truck and after we saw the first couple walk away with real ice cream, I asked if anyone wanted anything. I chekced my M-1, took a fist of bills and orders in my head and going to the doorway, uttered the words I still chuckle about from time to time:

"I'm going for a fudgesicle. Cover me."

I even did exactly that as a cartoon (without the correct spelling for fudgesicle) in their newsletter. I need to scan it sometime.

The driver was pretty embarassed by the time I got there, apologizing to us all. He said he'd been told to show up (by who, I didn't ask) whenever he heard shooting and had no idea we weren't active duty grunts. Bet he had a hell of a story to tell when he got back to the office that day!

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When i was a member of the NWHA in the 90s, we had access to some good facilities at Ft Benning. We used the MOUT site more than once, and one time we were holed up in a building in the center of town, when you could hear a ice cream truck coming up the main road. We just stared at each other for a moment (I'm sure the Germans were doing the same). Sure enough, it got louder and a minute later, a real full-size ice cream truck rolled right into town and stopped dead center in the middle of the fight. I don't think a single trigger was pulled again for a minute a least. I saw my buddy Todd pull out his M-9 bazooka and point it out the window at the truck, and he yelled, "So help me, if one German comes out of that thing, I'm lighting it up!"

We talked about it for a minute when people started filtering up to the truck and after we saw the first couple walk away with real ice cream, I asked if anyone wanted anything. I chekced my M-1, took a fist of bills and orders in my head and going to the doorway, uttered the words I still chuckle about from time to time:

"I'm going for a fudgesicle. Cover me."

I even did exactly that as a cartoon (without the correct spelling for fudgesicle) in their newsletter. I need to scan it sometime.

The driver was pretty embarassed by the time I got there, apologizing to us all. He said he'd been told to show up (by who, I didn't ask) whenever he heard shooting and had no idea we weren't active duty grunts. Bet he had a hell of a story to tell when he got back to the office that day!

 

Art imitating life. Supposedly during the recent civil war in Lebanon, the different militias would be shooting it up all morning without let up. But then the lunch wagons would roll up. Both sides stopped shooting, people came out of their hiding holes, walked out, bought lunch, went back, and after everyone had a chance to eat, went back to fighting. Bizarre but true.

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We were doing an event at the Edaville Railroad in Carver Mass back in 2000. I was leading the First Special Service Force and my buddy Kenny was leading the Ranger platoon. It was a great scenario involving the site's functional trains. The landscape was very reminiscent of Anzio, so we really had a great event going. Well, we're moving up the track, escorting the train (I know, a little farfetched) when we get engaged by the 3rd Panzer Grenadiers.

 

A massive firefight ensues and Kenny takes a hit. Well, it turns out our "nurses" were on the train and one happened to be my ex. All of a sudden from she pops up in the window of one of the train cars and screams out "Oh my god, they killed Kenny!"

 

A ten minute laughter break ensued.

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Share things that happened at an event that were funny, that you'll remember for a long time.

 

Hi Darktrooper, thanks for the opportunity to relate some of the fun we had at shows.

 

Five or so years back when I attended militaria shows as a dealer it was always fun to play tricks on a friend who ran R & R Services a Jeep spares store. After one incident I took several photographs as evidence of the event, photo attached. :lol:

 

At each show a pre-planned happening would occur and this particular event took place at the Beltring ' war & peace ' show in Kent, United Kingdom. After a days selling all the dealers and on site re-enactors would get together in the tent bar supplied to the show. Tim and his two work friends drank a lot on the Saturday evening and at the end went back to the sales area to sleep in one of the vehicles and a tent.

 

Early Sunday morning around six o'clock myself and my accomplices strung out a rope washing line and hung many pieces of female underwear from the rope, we then adjourned to our stand across the way and awaited the victims awakening from their slumber. Along with the underwear we hung a painted sign we made stating R & R services, reclaimed & rewashed female attire, we are the largest in the business. which we paraphrased from the logo of their truck body ;)

 

Many other happenings happened at other shows

 

lewis

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Re the above...I always found the practical joking and wisecracking among the participants at big shows like "War & Peace" to be among its highlights!! Great days and great memories!

 

Sabrejet :lol:

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We were at an event doing the WWII British Black Watch. Saturday night we were in our conical squad tent when we heard a hell of a racket outside. We had been surrounded by Gebergjaegers (sp?), who were beating on shields and chanting "Zulu, Zulu". We immediately transformed from the 51st Highland Division into the 57th Regiment of Foot and, in proper Victorian manner, the eight of us marched out of the tent and formed a square - four standing and four kneeling. On command of the Regimental Sergeant Major, "First row, fire! Second row, fire! First row, fire!...." until we had driven the buggers off and saved the day for the Queen!

 

Tom :thumbsup:

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We did a display in Indiana and "Patton" decided to inspect our tents and I happen to have my drewers, A shirt AND nylons hanging up. Well, he kinda looked at them and just shook his head and walked away. :D

 

Scott

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My friend Tim and I were reenacting German at Jefferson Barracks Mo. I guess 15 years ago or more. Our job was to distract the enemy armor (a Stuart tank) Tim askes me for a grenade so he could stop the tank. I had lost my grenade. I take from my bread bag an apple and gave it to him. Long story short Tank had no infantry support. Tim walk up to the open hatch and just droped it in. The crewman inside said "sh-t" and stopped the tank. That is how we recieved our German Tank distruction award for our uniforms . It was very funny.

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As alchohol was involved, this may have been funnier at the time, but it still brings me a chuckle.

 

When I was reenacting Rev War, one of the Artillery officers had served in Vietnam and had a traumatic amputation of his right arm by a command detonated artillery round. He kept his empty right sleeve pinned up on his coat.

 

One night, after hours, we are all sitting around enjoying life when I saw Harry waving his empty sleeve and yelling "Hey Rockey, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat! Nothing up my sleeve!"

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439th Signal Battalion

Many years ago at the 130th Anniversary of the Battle of Antietam, we were portraying the Cornfield scenario with thousands of reenactors going at it in a huge cornfield that was grown specifically for the battle.

 

Portraying Hood's Texas Brigade, we rushed headlong into the cornfield only to be stopped a matter of yards into it by a massive line of Federal infantry as big as our own.

 

The firing grew hot and sustained for several minutes as we traded volley after volley. Then, out of the corner of my eye, a massive ear of corn, (not shucked) came flying like from our ranks like an ethanol-powered rocket and hit a Federal infantryman on top of the head, knocking him down. Talk about a great hit.

 

Seconds later, two or three more ears of corn were thrown in return. For several minutes, there was just as much produce being thrown as triggers being pulled.

 

I didn't get hit, which was fortunate because they were not tossed softly. It sure was funny to watch, however.

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As alchohol was involved, this may have been funnier at the time, but it still brings me a chuckle.

 

When I was reenacting Rev War, one of the Artillery officers had served in Vietnam and had a traumatic amputation of his right arm by a command detonated artillery round. He kept his empty right sleeve pinned up on his coat.

 

One night, after hours, we are all sitting around enjoying life when I saw Harry waving his empty sleeve and yelling "Hey Rockey, watch me pull a rabbit out of my hat! Nothing up my sleeve!"

Yeah that is funny. :thumbsup:

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We were doing an event at the Edaville Railroad in Carver Mass back in 2000. I was leading the First Special Service Force and my buddy Kenny was leading the Ranger platoon. It was a great scenario involving the site's functional trains. The landscape was very reminiscent of Anzio, so we really had a great event going. Well, we're moving up the track, escorting the train (I know, a little farfetched) when we get engaged by the 3rd Panzer Grenadiers.

 

A massive firefight ensues and Kenny takes a hit. Well, it turns out our "nurses" were on the train and one happened to be my ex. All of a sudden from she pops up in the window of one of the train cars and screams out "Oh my god, they killed Kenny!"

 

A ten minute laughter break ensued.

 

That has to be among the funniest things I've read on the forum.

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I'm not sure if this fits in or not, so forgive me...

 

I grew up in Eastern Pennsylvania, where if you were not careful where you stepped, you literally tripped over history. The Revolutionary War was held to be sacred up there, with about every third historic colonial home with a sign out front that said "Washington Slept Here". (Which of course led directly to a number of jokes speculating on the activities of the "Father of our Country" and just how literal that might be.)

 

Aside from July 4th, perhaps the second biggest event in the area was the annual reenactment of Washington Crossing the Delaware. It was the annual replay of the night of December 25, 1776 when Washington personally led a raiding party to surprise sleeping, holiday hungover Hessian troops at Trenton.

 

It was a bold, dangerous thing to do, and well worthy of the historical credit it was given. But by this century it had almost become a sacrosanct ritual. The reenactors who occupied the boat were a select crew trusted with the sacred mission of portraying the event. From what I heard, you almost had to inherit a position on the boat.

 

But... one year... during the irreverant 1970's, someone decided to poke some fun at the ritual.

 

With news cameras rolling, the staid and steady crew began their solemn replay. When they were about half way across the river, the sound of a motor boat coming out of its hiding spot was heard. Spectators and especially the participants were stunned to see a motor launch rapidly advancing down river with a full sized Union Jack and a crew of British Red Coat soldiers. As they got within range the next thing was the sound of a large caliber machine gun firing into the Colonial boats. They made about three full wake passes, along with shouts of "God Save the King" and then disappeared. The crowd and in particular the participants were so stunned no one even thought to give pursuit! Score one for His Majesty's Forces!

 

Needless to say, in later years, there were State Police river boats stationed up and down stream of the festivities!

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Washington..._Delaware_River

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A massive firefight ensues and Kenny takes a hit. Well, it turns out our "nurses" were on the train and one happened to be my ex. All of a sudden from she pops up in the window of one of the train cars and screams out "Oh my god, they killed Kenny!"

 

A ten minute laughter break ensued.

 

OMG! :rolleyes:

 

I do not know why, but it took me more than two days to figure out why this was funny.

 

The connection with South Park, right? Where "Kenny" is killed over and again in almost every episode.

 

I can see how everyone would be laughing in that activity!

 

:thumbsup:

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Jack's Son
Here is a candid camera picture from the Warbird show at Virginia Beach VA.

THAT!!................is nothing to laugh at!!! :thumbsup:

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Here is a candid camera picture from the Warbird show at Virginia Beach VA.

 

 

Mmmm.......nice shoes.Makes me thirsty for a beer.

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Jack's Son
Mmmm.......nice shoes.Makes me thirsty for a beer.

Are those 6" heels or............ no need to ask the expert?? :lol:

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not quite a reenacting event, but a show...

 

I was roaming the aisles with a former younger member here, and he stopped at a booth to check out some patches. While he was busy going through the rykers, the dealers wife stepped up. I looked up at her...only it wasn't a her, it was a him in a dress and wig...my eyes BULGED but I bit my tongue to not corrupt the youth

 

few months later, same seller, this time WITH a wife. Only now he sported implants and had grown his hair. Another dealer told me he had been selling there for years, then one day came with the wig and dress and apparently has been going for the real deal bit by bit

 

Same show, out front, on one side of the door was a group of guys dressed as Confederates with a cannon giving out coupons for flags...on the other side, a group of German soldiers with an artillery piece. Both guys were slowly inching their guns towards each other :lol:

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Mmmm.......nice shoes.Makes me thirsty for a beer.

:w00t:

 

That's not Gold Bond

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