So I had this NBC kid assigned for me to look after fresh out of basic. He liked to go to strip clubs and shit and I taught him the gym.

Anyway, before they forcefully retired me on a medical, they did some medication experiments on me that had me all over the place. Tore up the strip club, broke mirrors…can't remember a thing.

Anyway he was cool, but I haven't seen him for 20 years.

All of a sudden he hits me up on FB and wants a letter from me about his bad knees for a VA claim. Fine, but this guy is now talking like my fucking 8th grade English teacher, all formally written sentences and lingo like he was 50 years old, 50 years ago. "Yes that certainly was an unique time" and shit.

Giving me the heebie jeebies.