Spooky 8; the anal emission II
Editor’s Note; Bob King passed away Monday, April 28, 2014.
You may remember that Blackfive and Uncle Jimbo talked me into reviewing a POS book titled Spooky 8; the Final Mission which was supposed to be true-to-life thriller of Army-trained professional killer, Bob King. Well, from pieces of the book, and with the exhaustive sleuthing of our friends at POW Net, we were able to track down his military records.
Now, this might not be the guy, but it’s just too coincidental to be anyone else. Aside from the same name, both Bob Kings (the Bob King in the book and the Bob King from the military records) grew up in, and currently live in WenatchiWenatchee, Washington, they were both born in 1952, both joined the Army in 1972, both went to basic training in June 1972 at Fort Ord, California. And then they both went to the Basic Airborne Course.
In the book, he joined the Army with a buddy to go to the 82d Airborne Division, so did this Bob King;
But that’s where their paths diverge. Somehow, actual Bob King didn’t make it through jump school. Two weeks after he got there, he was on his way to Fort Sill, OK to be a cannon cocker, but he ends up being a colonel’s driver.
Book Bob King, of course, graduated from jump school, was recruited by a nameless covert operations organization while he attended BAC (weren’t we all?) and went on to be the studly killer and mayhem-organizer of Spooky 8 fame. Being a colonel’s driver would be perfect cover for a deadly killer like either Bob King. Those two days AWOL, though, would probably make someone think twice about putting some trust in him. But then, that’s the kind of rebellious behavior we’d expect from Book Bob.
Book Bob King became a Master Sergeant in three short years, but actual Bob King only made it as far as a Specialist;
I’m kind of surprised that either Bob King isn’t a member of Vietnam veterans Against the War since his record is sort of like faux-Ranger Ward Reilly. He’s certainly equally qualified as Reilly.
At his website, Book Bob posts his picture;
But this is how I imagine him;
By the way, I wrote Bob King an email yesterday and asked him if he had anything he’d like to add. Here’s his response;
*chirp* *chirp* *chirp* *chirp*
Category: Phony soldiers
Good God, the loons are really coming out of the woodwork lately…
Will the sequel to this piece of “literature” be about the time you were a cook on a soon-to-be-decommissioned battleship that was then taken over by terrorists intent on taking the nukes off of it, but then the dancing girl pops out of a big cake and you show her the ways of super secret spec ops and the two of you eliminate the terrorists?
Maybe you could get Steven Segal to star in the movie version.
@52. “Maybe you could get Steven Segal to star in the movie version.” That would be putting the cart before the horse. What do you think inspired this guy?
@46 too many guys watching “Clear and Present Danger” when they scoop up the super sniper from a training class….I guess a lot of non-hackers think that’s actually how it happens…
I’ll bet the sequel will be about the time he foiled a terrorist plot to take the nukes off of a soon-to-be-decommissioned battleship. Thanks to the help of a sexy dancer with a heart of gold, he was able to eliminate the terrorists but not after a knockdown drag out knife fight with the terrorist leader in the CIC.
Maybe he could get Steven Segal to star in the movie version.
Ooops. 52 is me. Sorry for the double post.
The published Q& A session reveals from Bobby that the adrenaline rush from the super-secret-can’t-say-anything-so-I’ll-write-a-book-that-is-never-meant-to-be-published-but-I’ll-publish-it-anyway operations is the same as that experienced by a cop in a high-speed chase. And he was once involved in that, don’t you know, so there you go.
Details, sir. Where were you a cop? How did you end up a janitor? The ways of the Army I know nothing about, but I did stay at a Holiday Inn last night and Cops was on, so I might know something about police work.
I think he was on the receiving end of the high speed chase.
Here’s some more glowing praise from a reviewer…..
“I was so scared my sweat hurt.” But is it all true? The author claims so, but nothing in the way of concrete evidence is ever presented. Will appeal to the conspiracy-minded and Rambo fans. As an expose of dark secrets, however, this falls short.
I have not met, worked or served with any of you. You don’t know me or anything about me other than what someone else has posted.
No, Bobby, we haven’t. But we’ve ALL served with someone who IS LIKE YOU. That means everybody here who has ever raised their right hand, regardless of service, can close their eyes, and picture a mega-douchetool shitstain who never should have been trusted with a burnt out match.
Kinda like you. And if you can’t think of a person like that, then YOU ARE THAT PERSON.
Sweet Aunt Jemimah!!! I thought this was long dead and buried!
Bobby, son, I am just a dumb company grade officer and even I know better that to put up with this Bull Spit you are spewing. This might be a good time to throw up the white flag once, cry uncle, whatever you gotta do. Cuz the dumbest person on this blog is smarter and knows more about the military than you do…retrograde
@55.
I would go with Michael Dudikoff.
@63–GT, nah, give it to Macaulay Culkin. I hear he needs the work. Besides, it’d be worth it to see that little shit running through the jungle with his hands on his face, going, “AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
@64
I lol’d in real life. thanks
Once the mission was a go, a launch window was established, equipment was checked again, and the rehearsals began. The complexity of the mission dictated the time spent on rehearsals. If the mission was similar to ones we had done before, we kept rehearsals to a minimum. Often missions were so routine that the entire process of planning, briefback, and launch took just a couple of days.
That’s how things usually went. But the only normal part of this mission was the way it started, with the phone call.
He wasn’t AWOL just before Christmas in ’73 he had to run out and perform an OP in south america…and get ready for running more ops 20 years later as a 40 year old civilian operator off the books…..
@50 @46,
“I’ve only seen someone “whisked” away once. He tried, and made, Delta selection. He came back, cleared, and was then gone. It’s not like they are taken in the middle of the night like a lot of these fucksticks think.”
Exactly, it’s pretty much common knowledge if someone gets screened and selected for Recon Indoc, Sniper or Jump School. There is a screening process and the guy has to get orders cut and check out of a unit. He doesn’t just disappear off the rolls and leave his gear, uniforms, personal effects and porn stash in his room.
This turd seems like a mixture of Paul K. Wickre, Dullass Lardass, and M/SGT Soup Sandwich, all rolled into one great big phony asshole; with a bit of Ken Crotchrot thrown in to keep it laughable.
Let’s see if I’ve got this: His book is fiction and so are his records. (At least the ones available to the public.) He never said he was anything special, except when he did, so it is TAH that is lying about his service.
And because we are such lying fools he wants to make sure that he gets some publicity from the truth that is spewed here. And that is somehow helpful to him.
Yeah. Got it.
I think I hate this guy as much as I hate Jake Diliberto and Matthis Chiroux. He’s got the whole town (except on or two guys) convinced that he’s some kind of Army-trained killer. And this is after, when he was the local PD’s bomb tech and the one time they had a bomb incident, they had to stop him the middle because he didn’t know what he was doing. His excuse was that bombs had changed since Vietnam – whatever that means. And now he’s the local school’s janitor/security guard but only because the principal is scared to confront him.
Let me get this straight, all of this is about a 60+ year old dude that was in the army some 40 years ago, who wrote a book that’s been out of print for about a decade, is that right?
Wow, that’s a lot of posts for someone nobody cares about!
Hey, Bob! Bob! Over here, numbnuts! If you REALLY knew what the hell you were writing about, you’d know what the guys in country ACTUALLY ate, and it was not LRRP rations, you dork.
I wasn’t over there, and even I know what they ate.
Oh, yeah — I can write better stories than anything you think you can make up.
LOSER!!!
At least my shit’s funny. YOURS is just stupid.
Oh, forgot about that one! Yeah, we were still eating leftover LRRP rations when I went through training back in the early 70’s. Sure we were.
(Do we really need /sarc here?)
I don’t know… I found some LRRPs in a supply closet in the mid 80’s, when I was stationed at Clark. Way past expiration. A buddy and I each ate one on a dare. “Stopped up” for over a week. Never again…
Shedding a little fresh light on unrepentant douchebaggery is never a waste of time Derrick. 🙂
Yo, Derrick, can I call you assface? Derrick justs seems so formal.
Yes, there is a reason guys like me, who did nothing more than punch holes in the ocean for months at a time “give a shit” about people like this fuckstick.
For the last nearly half-century now, veterans have had to fight an uphill battle against ignorance and discrimination in many aspects of our lives, both during and after our service. No, I’m not going to claim our lives were akin to that of the Civil Rights movement, but then again, I’ve been subjected to the “dogs and sailors keep off the grass” treatment long after treating minorities that way had become taboo.
As a recruiter, I fought stereotypes left and right; teachers, parents, the kids themselves who had a preconceived notion of what a veteran was, and some of that misconception was spread by people PRETENDING to be veterans, or at least veterans who had GREATLY exaggerated their service; (see Guiduck, Monkress, Tesla, etc., etc., etc.) Few if any of these phony veterans give a positive description of military service. None give an accurate description
So yeah, we kind get bent out of shape when some no-load shitbag tries to make him/herself into something they’re not. Poof, motherfucker–begone.
Oh. One last thing, Bobby-boy. If you had REALLY been over there on a long range patrol, you wouldn’t write a book that is absolute twaddle.
Maybe Bob “Looking for the Knob” King and “Ranger” Burrell could co-author a book?
I will leave it to CHIP NASA to provide the title.
Assface? Look you fucking dork (that’s you #77), ever heard of google? Yeah dick head, according to google, it was “LRRP” or Lurp as it says it was pronounced during those days. There was also LRP’s and C-Rats. I first thought you guys had something to say here but I see now you are just a bunch of clowns with way to much time on your hands. Get a life, at least get a job.
Are you guys listening to yourselves? So what’s the average age here on this blog, 13 – 14? Christ, you morons sound like a bunch of little girls.
Who gives a shit if this guy made up shit about himself. I don’t see where he’s claiming to be anything but you guys are really trying to make a point of it.
So what the real story here dipsticks?
If this dude turns your crank so damn much, stop making it easy for him. And you NHSparky, go fuck yourself. You don’t know my story but it’s easy to see yours, you’re a fucking moron.
Yeah, I’m #71 and yeah, go fuck yourself. For you to attack me for no reason tells me that you, and probably others here, are pathetic. You wouldn’t know the truth if it jumped up and kicked you in the nuts.
I thought this was a blog of honorable men, I was wrong. Just a rag for losers to attack people through the safety of the internet. You jerkoffs think you know everything about everyone, you don’t – grow up, especially you Sparky…your name sounds like a gay dude’s name by the way.
Hmmmm…methinks he doth protest too much. Yes, yes, feel the butthurt FLOW through you…
And perhaps you should have bothered to take the time to read this and the earlier thread. Ah, but that would have taken effort and thought, two items which are in pitifully short supply in your realm, assface.
RIF, goober. Now poof again, motherfucker. Otherwise I’ll have to actually try to insult you. Seems that the first little love tap got you all a quiver, and I don’t really think you want me to actually, you know, hurt you. I may not know you, but I know your story, shitdick. Or is that “Bobby”?
“According to google”? That’s where you do your research, Derrick? Well, that explains a helluva lot.
(Walks away giggling.)
Derrick/Bobby–apparently all your “soooper sekrit skwirrel” lernin shit didn’t teach you about IP addresses.
Fat, drunk, and sockpuppeting is no way to go through life, son. Kinda like that book you were trying to pimp, it just felt so good coming out, but ended up just making a slimy smelly mess on the carpet and upset the neighbors.
Oh Sparky you poor misguided little boy…. sad, very sad. I guess yours didn’t teach you much about IP address, to bad moron. You are just too easy. This is WordPress you dip shit, god, could you be more stupid……
Derrick is coming off like Paul K. Wickre; coming on here, offering nothing but bullshit, and saying nothing worth a shit. Class act there, dope.
Maybe “Bob” is paying “Derrick” to post for him, so he won’t get a rebuttal in person.
Thanks Spunky, sorry, Sparky. I got what I needed. Let all of us know how life is treating you a few months down the road.
Derrick/Bobby. Never heard of IP logging, have ya? WordPress aside, all the comments here come from these things called computers, and when they access the Internet they all have their unique little IP addresses. In your case, there are two distinct IP addresses–both in the same town! Ain’t that curious? And one address is from the local school! Ain’t that curious too?
And I know how life’ll be treating me in a few months–cold. Snow flies early around here, but we’ve got plenty of OT coming up, so it’ll be a good Christmas for the kids.
You, meanwhile, will still be pouring that orange granulated shit on the floor where some second grader puked and then mopping it up. If you’re lucky, that is. Enjoy.
@79,
Limpwristed Bareback Bedwetters.
😀
Whaaaaaat? Am I supposed to be insulted? Or quaking in my boots? Or something else entirely??
For the record, it’s been a VERY long time since anyone accused me of being 13. (teehee) And one of the things that is great about being retired is having the time to watch our still working brothers’ backs. Some might even call that mentoring.
WordPress doesn’t give you an IP, Bobby Derrick. Your location gives you an IP. I thought everyone knew that. Does the school system you work for know that you’re using their equipment/system to troll on someone else’s blog? Naughty, naughty.
Yeah, OWB, it’s nice to be thought of as 13 or 14, but that was a while back and I’d rather not give up what I’ve picked up over the last century or two of my life.
I do wish that if these people are going to write books about stuff they didn’t do, they’d stick to labeling it as what it is: FICTION. Writing a story in the first person is completely acceptable, but when you try to pretend it’s non-fiction and it’s exposed to the light of day for what it is: FICTION, don’t get your shorts in a bunch over it. ‘Fess up.
Mr. Owyens, your data shows you’re local, do I know you? May I suggest that you stand down a little on the blogging here. You are letting them (one anyway) get to you and I don’t see any point for you to lower yourself to where some of these guys live.
I checked and you are correct, the books have been out of print for over a decade so for these guys to put so much effort into something no one reads is a real question. Besides, they really don’t know anything about the book or why it was written. If they actually paid attention to the beginning, they would know that they don’t even know who the book is really about. I think they missed the part that said the names, dates, places and events have been changed but that seems to be typical of folks here.
They are veterans however so they do deserve a modicum of respect if only for the fact that they served.
So whatever they say, write or regurgitate doesn’t matter. I am proud of my service to my country as are those who served with me and that they can’t take away. I’m sure whatever I say will warrant a response from someone here but that too only shows the quality of individuals who chooses to babble here. I’m also sure some will feel a need to continue to beat this dead horse into dust and if that is what they need to feel better about themselves, so be it.
If I didn’t know better, I would say some of them have to democrats.
@92, 87, 84, 80, 71 etc. …“Boob King” …..TAH’s new sockpuppet.
/I miss Psul….(not)
@92.
Another anal emission.
Yeah, yah, yeah. You come here, revive a long dead topic, and it is we who are beating a dead horse? A rather glaring flaw in logic there.
Whatever.
@92 If I have to live with what I’ve never done, at least I have the cold comfort of never having lied about it.
And you’re so deluded, so used to spinning your sorry lies, that you probably have no idea what I just said. You might want to wake up, before you end up facing the hollow shell that is your empty soul.
I still think Segal would be perfect for the movie version…
Spooky eight’s missions sound an awful lot like Watchtower missions from the late 70s….just sayin’….
Or maybe that was Chuck Barris’s missions…
@98
I read that as Spooky eight’s emissions. I think the eye bleach I use after reading Paul K. Wickre has half blinded me.
I am proud of my service to my country
Someone has low standards. How’s it feel, talking to yourself on a message board, Bobby/Derrick? Wow, that sounds almost like a bad NASCAR driver or pit crew guy. Bobby Derrick King, slops the meanest puke bucket on the circuit!
WOMEN get through jump school, while you can’t. Hurts, doesn’t it?
Come back in another three years when you can’t stay so long. Matter of fact, make it ten.