Having become disgusted with the bilge and it's members, I try not to visit here much. I am trying to refine my life to that as a member of the upright human race. Still, I find myself returning, yearning for the smell of diesel, body odor and the stench of Donna's cooking. I find I miss the red eyes, bone thin bodies and drunken pagan behaviors. I miss the days where we gathered trading stories and new ideas on herpes treatment. I miss the parties in the aft!!!
Maybe it is true, "You can check out anytime you like but you can never leave."
Still, I was we would head out on patrol and be proud to be the men we once were! If only we were properly led.
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You see my dog don't like people laughing. He gets the crazy idea you're laughing at him. Now if you apologize like I know you're going to, I might convince him that you really didn't mean it.
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