It's my M4 carbine, brah. With all the cool guy shit attached, of course. edit: Wanna see a pic of me kicking a dude in the face? Nah, i would never do something like that..
I'd say you've been in quite a few situations that make for badass photo-ops. A well deserved perk. Thanks for the service.
I like to think that the guys who give their lives are the heroes. I'm just like any other poster on here. We all have a job to do and choose our own paths in life. Since I can't talk about what I do on a day to day basis, nor do I have the time to keep up with the Vols recruiting/players etc..I come here for insight and information. So I actually contribute very little to the overall board. You and others contribute alot of much appreciated info, which is why I come here. ---BREAK--- I actually envy you and the fight you live with on a day to day basis, Jay. You keep your head up and push forward, my friend. I will continue doing the same.
Hahaha. Don't worry -- I'm an excellent Uncle. We even have tea parties sometimes. I get all my crassness out here at the 8th.
Always my friend. I'm either too stupid or too stubborn to quit. Hang tough, bro. When you rotate back stateside, then to TN, I want to buy you a beer.
I'll be attending a football game when I get back, not sure which one yet. I make my stops in Nashville for a few days before heading to West Tennessee to visit family. The buying me a beer comment made me think of a funny story. Before heading over here I stopped in Nashville to vist some friends. We hit damn near every bar in the downtown area. Every bar we went in my boys would tell everyone that I was headed over here. I don't think that spent more than 20 bucks to whole night. Even the band that was playing at this one bar were buying me drinks and playing whatever I requested(if they knew the song, of course). At some point I separated from the group. Most likely chasing [ussy pay], I don't remember. I was woken up by this bartender as I was passed out at the bar. My friend just moved into a new appartment and I was so [uck fay]ed up I couldn't find the address saved in my phone. I tipped the cabby well and he got he home. I did the math and I was "blacked out" bar hopping by myself for 3 hours. My buddies went home at 11pm and I made it back at 3am. Good times