DougCarden Posted November 2, 2008 Share Posted November 2, 2008 I know he went back home for Ryan's wedding, but...... An international flight was forced to return to Darwin airport in Australia after a fight broke out between five drunken passengers. Nah, I am sure that my fears are for naught, as he is always the voice of reason and restraint........ Just ........couldnt........resist......... DougC Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
AikiDale Posted November 2, 2008 Share Posted November 2, 2008 I'll be not surprised when we hear his side of the story! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HighVelocity Posted November 2, 2008 Share Posted November 2, 2008 Australian Federal Police officers were waiting at Darwin airport and escorted the five Malaysian men off the plane. Yeah, I can see how Mark would be mistaken for a Malaysian. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
herky Posted November 2, 2008 Share Posted November 2, 2008 He's big enough to be mistaken for 5 Malaysians. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
DougCarden Posted November 2, 2008 Author Share Posted November 2, 2008 hm.....guess I should have read the rest of the story......... Tee Hee.... DougC Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pskys2 Posted November 3, 2008 Share Posted November 3, 2008 He's so fast maybe they thought it was 5 Malaysians fighting inside of an accidentally opened Raft? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Steve J Posted November 3, 2008 Share Posted November 3, 2008 He's big enough to be mistaken for 5 Malaysians. That made me laugh out loud. Not much does. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pin Shooter Posted November 12, 2008 Share Posted November 12, 2008 Whew....I am back.......and no it wasn't me ..........this time. I am a lover, not a fighter, but don't get any ideas....I can fight too. My trip was uneventful, with the exception of a bout of real bad food poisining at teh airport, which put me down for the count and off the free booze for 24hours. ( now that is sick ) It is incredible how much easier travel is when you don't take your guns. After a harrowing journey, I landed in "God's Country", had a slice of toast at my parents house, and went and shot the local ICORE club match. It wasn't a stellar performance, but still managed to sneak in front of the other guys. Pretty cool really, and I won a sausage.....( No Doug, the kind you put in your mouth and chew ) Later in the week, 8 shooter and I went and shot the Pan Pacific Masters Games ( 1920 Bianchi match ) in pouring rain, where I won the rimfire and he won the centrefire, coming in second behind each other respectively. Then we headed to North Queensland ( Great Barrier reef ) where we drank all day, every day, til he got married, coincidentally, that was when the fun stopped. We quit drinking and I had to come back to work. Oh well, better get myself ready for next years matches and start loading ammo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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