I miss the days of frequency hopped SINCGARS, desert deployment, 20 cups of MRE Sanka, and field stripping the goddamn M60 50 times in a row for time.
I babies our 60. Clean it compulsively during a borderline fatal caffeine high while screaming dirty jokes at my Captain and him calmly telling some nasty shit himself.
Which one of you Denver fuckers is in charge of bring the shrooms to the Capitol storming in August?
Shh…don't say which day, keep that private