Gregory Charles Banks; the phony just passing through
So one of our readers is a Mason up in Connecticut and this dude passes through his lodge on the way back from his combat assignments. Sometimes he’s in ACUs, other times he’s wearing his blues, like in the picture above. Of course, he’s Special Forces (isn’t everyone, these days) and in addition to his duties as an Army officer, he’s also a counselor with two offices. The man is a freakin’ machine.
Well, he didn’t turn up in any of my databases, but, you know, he’s probably so secret squirrel that he wouldn’t, but CID can’t find him either. Nor can NPRC;
We’re told that his lodge just threw him a big celebration for his recent award of the Bronze Star Medal so obviously, he loves attention – so here is all of the attention you could ever want, Greg-baby. It looks to me like he stole a midget’s jacket.
Added; more pics;
I emailed these pictures to our counselor friend, Greg Charles Banks and asked if these are not him in the photos, and he hasn’t answered back. I guess he’s going with “identity theft” as an explanation.
OK, I just got an email from him and he admits that this is him in this picture taken at the lodge not wearing the uniform;
I don’t know, you judge.
Category: Phony soldiers
Absent reading 400 comments and watching Old Spice commercials, can someone catch me up? What is his current claim?
Sparks .. very good joke in fact!
Crappola! That’s the third even hundred I’ve hit in three days. Think I’ll buy a lottery ticket. But not to forget,
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MCPO, send me an email real quick. With your phone # if you don’t mind so I can talk to you and get caught up.
TSO … where do I start?
Ah … his 18 year old rep gave me 2 options.
1. I could witness Banks burning all the uniforms.
2. I could collect the uniforms from 18 year old rep.
All would take place with a written agreement that essentially states this never happened.
Ah … we lit fires in every boiler and we are steamin’ at flank speed now!
Gregge Boy and his hardly of age boy toy are squirming!
MCPO: do you need TSO’s e-mail address, or do you have it?
Ok, boys and girls, here’s one to put the Hai Karate and Old Spice stuff to shame!!!
Yeah .. I have his email. Although he never responds to any of my email!
But now he wants to talk to ME!
As to, as to, to wit, to wit!
We just spoke!
(chuckling) OK, MCPO. Just wanted to ensure the two of you could exchange info.
Old Trooper: Canoe????? Let me tell ya a story about that stuff.
When I was about 14, I got a small sample bottle of Canoe in a gift pack one Christmas. Before using it, I asked one of my uncles (who was about 30 at the time) what he thought of it.
He opened the little bottle and took a whiff. He then wrinkled his nose, grimaced, and spake thusly: “Dang – that smells like something you’d find in a New Orleans whorehouse.”
He was a very smart man. Needless to say, I never used the stuff. (smile)
I have like 14 million emails in here. I spent 45 minutes searching for JAGC’s today and then gave up.
I attended a birthday party for a real-deal combat Marine Sergeant last night (replete with meat, grabassery, great beer and tons of available hard liquor – mine was the third fifth of Jameson to show up, in honor of the most Irish birthday boy) – and see all the fun I missed!
But at least I was enjoying the great company of real heroes – unlike SF Wannabe (and possible pedo-pervo) Gregory Charles Banks or Phony Chief Daniel A. Bernath, skid marks in our national tighty whities.
@387: Hondo, I submit a lone exception to the bar vs. bottle rule for soap. Dr. Bronner’s Peppermint Soap. All natural and just an awesome product, good for hair and body both. Leaves you feeling clean and fresh and ready to demolish idiocy, like our poser and his toy-boy here. Trader Joe’s sells it for about $10 a quart. A little goes a long way – a bottle will last in your shower for months.
@410: I know, Hondo, no one did, or currently does, including whores in New Orleans. It’s just funny to see some of those old commercials. Just remember, it’s the Master Chief’s fault! He started it!
I have received 125 emails already today … all business.
Damn Gore for inventing the internet!
ExHack: you have some . . . interesting habits, son. But we love ya like a brother anyway. (smile)
Safeguard, Dial, other good bar soap – yes. Scented foo-foo liquid soap (AKA “body wash”)? Only if there ain’t nothin’ else and I’m (in the words of Loudon Wainwright III) “stinkin’ to high heaven.”
There is not one of you dickweeders that knows how to use a double edged razor without hurting yourselves.
Stetson For Men. 😛 And stay away from my Yardley soap.
You know, we really are trying to bring gweggy banks here up to speed with barnacle badly bernastypants, and I do encourage such industrious stuff. They should be neck and neck right now, but Banks’s stock of stuff is behind birdbatah bernath right now.
I’m going to fix shit on a shingle tonight for supper. I’m using sausage instead of ground beef, and garlic toast instead of biscuits. (I ran out of ground beef.) While it may not compare to chow line SOS, it certainly will surpass anything either of these two slugs from The Deep can possibly imagine having on their plates.
Simple food, well-prepared, nicely presented, with fava beans and a nice Chianti.
Ex-PH2: you could do country gravy instead with the sausage. Good biscuits and sausage gravy can give even the best SOS a run for its money.
And real men didn’t use double-edged razors back in the day. They used Schick injectors. It held the blade tighter and gave you finer control. (smile)
Moving to the distaff side of the fu-fu issue, has anyone over the age of, oh, 45 or so, EVER known a woman who used Heaven Scent who was not at least 50 pounds overweight?
Hondo, I will bet my grandfather’s mustache cup that back in the day, REAL men used straight razors and soap on a brush.
You’re right about the gravy. Sausage gravy on garlic toast, because I’m on a roll with something else, and it’s quick. But next time, I’m making REAL shit on a shingle. See, now I’m getting a hankering for that stuff. Snowed 5 inches last night, and it’s heading toward the Northeast Kingdom, toward our one and only NHSparky.
Gear up there, sailor. A squall is heading toward you. It’s a whiteout to the southwest of me. I kid you not. 3 major interstates are shut down in both directions.
“With a bar of Irish Spring in you hand, it’s like taking a shower in Ireland”
Yeah no sh!t … can you imagine this?
“With a bar of Irish Spring in you hand, it’s like taking a shower in San Juan, Puerto Rico”
@419 Clams….DAT is some funny stuff right there, that is.
Ex-PH2: well, yeah – if you go to a day far enough back. I was talking since 1960 or so. (smile)
Hmmm…Who here is a Patriot and who here is a Pinhead? Perhaps Bill O’Reilly will be able to tell us soon after a few emails are exchanged…
GUESS:
We’re the Patriots, Greggy is the Pinhead!
STANDBY FOR FURTHER! OUT!
Meh–looks like it’ll miss us. We’ll see a few flakes and that’s about it.
Cold, OTOH, yeah, we’ll be getting plenty of that through the weekend.
Not as cold as Banks’ll feel when everything he knows falls around his ears because of his malfeasance.
Yo, Cody–you need a box of tissues, ya jackwagon?
Oathkeeper: I thought Zippy was the Pinhead . . . .
Ex, your descriptions of upcoming repasts always make me hungry.
Hondo – is it my choice of soaps or party hosts that marks me odd? 🙂
@420 Very coincidental. I still use a straight razor from time to time and have my father’s old strop for honing and my grandfather’s soap cup. Mostly I use a Gillette. I get lazy and use the electric my son gave me as a gift sometimes. But nothing shaves as closely as the old straight razor. When I am out with the Mrs. I have to wear HER favorite…wait for it…Stetson.
Your recipe sounds GOOD. I think I’ll go to the store and get those makin’s for your SOS tonight. Minus the fava beans and Chianti.
By the way:
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Sparks, you keep hitting the even numbers now. Keep going.
Ex-PH2, sausage gravy and biscuits are a staple in our house. One of the benefits of marrying a Mississippi girl. On the down side, she had no idea what brown bread, Indian pudding, and maple sugar candy were until she met me, and the disassembly of a lobster class was intensive the first time that we ran through it.
Since this jackass is from close to home, I’ll keep a better eye on this thread.
Does anyone know if Gregory Charles Banks has taken his fakery to the American Legion, VFW, or other veterans groups?
Ah … He selects soft targets. However, being a moron he never thought any Masons would finger him.
We do know he likes young men … They are particularly and readily available in his practice and profession, vunerable and easy picking as a licensed therapist and board certified counselor.
But what the fu@k do I know?
I was wondering why anyone from central Connecticut would be a member of/hanging out at a Masonic Lodge on the tip of Cape Cod when there are plenty of other lodges much closer to him. Then, following the thread with our introduction to Alex, something came to mind. In New England, P-town is know for its acceptance to alternative lifestyles, much like Fire Island in NY. Hummm.
@432: it’s an increasingly likely bet SF Wannabe Gregory Charles Banks fancies himself the fingerER, not the fingered. Let’s ask his devoted PR assistant, young Alex, for his thoughts. Alex, is the phony Captain a fingerer? Do you play Mary Jane Rottencrotch to his Private Pyle?
ExHack: ain’t nothing wrong with doing a little drinkin’ with vets, amigo. (smile)
@ #418: Not sure that I even knew any woman who wore Heaven Scent. Heard of it, but that’s about it.
My personal all time favorite was Halston Nights. Wasn’t around very long, but it was terrific. Chanel made something around about #17 maybe that was pretty good, too.
Here’s little Alex;
I know I’m taking my life in my hands by posting this, but I’m really not scared too much of a Marine Corps boot camp drop out.
Sorry, I just can’t stop giggling. Oh, crap! And no spew alert!
@435: 🙂 Sergeant Walsh, in his way, is actually the reason I’m here. He posted on his FB feed a pic of the elusive “Round Marine,” the trophy for which we’ve searched in vain. I Google-fu’d to try to find the rest of the story and I was brought to TAH, to enjoy MSG Soup Sandwich, SFC Coombs, Giddyyuck, and of course the unforgettable Phildo ‘n Paul (of the ballsack). And so many other harbingers of joy. This alone makes him a great American in my book!
Jonn, better watch your six. Li’l Alex looks like he could cut you with his sharp cheekbones. I’m sure SF Wannabe Gregory Charles Banks keeps them bulging most of the time, though.
Here’s a little something for you guys, esp. MCPO NYC.
Well, it’s Scottish, not Irish, but still….
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=loch+tay+boat+song&FORM=VIRE4#view=detail&mid=475B7241D9C8B61C0BA5475B7241D9C8B61C0BA5
In regard to Wee Alex, I don’t think he could have made it through one week at WAVES’ boot camp with PN Fenstermacher yelling ‘Get your hands out of your pockets, boy!’ at him.
Banks is a train wreck. As far as smell-good all the Jarheads here know that Cobra 65 and Bulldog from the recruit px are the tops in dropping panties. Its good to disinfect toilets, kill pubic lice, swab the squadbay and clean rifles too.
Soap? you arent a man until you have scrubbed your gonads with a bar of Lava soap after a 10 day field op or a short time with an Olongapo hooker.
My grandmother wore an old, old fragrance called, “Evening In Paris”. Research says it came out in the 20’s. A little blue bottle. Okay, my last fragrance reference I promise.
But back to the topic at hand. If all Gregory Charles Banks could find as an intermediary was Alex, well that says a lot about his circle of friends. I think grown men would listen to the story of the trouble he is in and say, “no way, no how”. But a kid like Alex could easily be swayed.
Ex, I smile when I think of you giggling with glee. Also, that’s a great song you posted.
@436. I guess I was just lucky. It was like an odiferous billboard that announced the proximity of a fat woman.
Alex isn’t on LinkedIn anymore. Bummer.
Yep, Sparks. That was about the only thing available when I was a kid. Well, at a price a kid could afford for Mom or Grandma. Either that or Avon.
@426
Hondo:
Nice picture of Bill Blake, liberator of Grenada & Beirut, currently telling lies, and making little girl threats, in Bartlesville, Okla.
Yes, he wets his bed, too.
OldSargeUSAR: yeah, I posted a “Zippy” image there, too. Was wondering if anyone else would make that connection. (smile)
Ok lifting and shifting fire over to William Derek Church the “Round Ranger” until we have any further developments on Greggy Pooo.
Huh, this guy lives in Hartford, Banks? 45 min trip away. Still a mystery how this Alex kid was brought into it. Maybe Alex was getting counseling from Gregor?