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So there I was.......

.... other life ... it seems like about 9 days or so ago ....
 
.... bearded with the crumbs of yesterday's breakfast still in it ...
 
.... the sludge they call coffee dripping from the chin of the insane RSM, he hasn't been the same since they took away tans....
 
....having developed a tic in his left eye, which constantly moved his hatbadge.......
 
.... and warned everybody of his approach with the clicking noise ....
 
...from his left hip, unless of course, if he was doing the moonwalk across the parade square, then it was...
 
.... the sound of the undigested ham omelet in his intestines making a sound not unlike the sloshing of semi dried cement on a cold day ....
 
.... with big boots that would hurt if they came down on ....
 
...upon which QC MIL Pam 0001001, The Militia Detachment in Battle, was drafted...
 
...the names inscribed on the memorial at PaintBall Ridge of those militiamen who paid the supreme sacrifice during the war between Hell's Angels & Rock Machine...
 
... in the section aptly titled "For those who forgot their 'bulletproof' vest, we gratefully thank them for..."
 
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