You know.... I had a friend in the service.... Geeky little feller, but a really good soldier though. Used to be the one we sent over to the marines table when they started throwin' chit, and making a nuisance of themselves and Dale (different story) wasn't around. He'd tell 'em things like " we just want have a few beers in peace" and "Why do you guys think you have something to prove with the forces guys?" and stuff like that, and when that didn't work,(and it never did) he'd tell 'em, "you guys are upsetting me now, that's not very nice, you know you guys are recon, and we're special forces, and we should all get along, and now my belly hurts 'cause I'm upset and ........YYAACCKKKK!" He'd just puke on 'em! He could do it at will. Nasty stringy projectile target puking type affair. It was hideous, But talk about clear out the jarheads. Never did have one ready to fight after that. maybe he was part cat?
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