Spent the last few days out in the field, grilling hot dogs, blowing dirt up, and talking shit with the dudes I work with. The morals of one another's mothers were brought into question, the mass and consistency of outdoor bowel movements were thoroughly discussed, the Tokyo Tranny story came up (as it always does), and naturally I was ripped on for being stop-lossed. The sexual preference of each individual was fiercely debated.
Example: "You root for the Dallas Cowboys. Explain how this does NOT prove you like men?"
It was chill and relaxed, no one fucked with us. We just ran our mouths, and shot mortar rounds when we had to, then went back to chilling. Way better than being in garrison. Put a beret on me, and I'm pissed off.
"Hahahaha, right, gotcha. Hey, Suspect, outta curiosity...weren't you supposed to be out a few days ago?"
Your mother's a whore. Rounds complete, Suspect out.