A home away from home joke if ever there was one,The only protection we had was a large hangar where everyone slept and worked in (note: the hangar did not have a door, it was stolen by the insurgents. Note again: the door weighed about 8 tons).
The worst way possible to pitch "Satellite communications!" to a recruitee,
all in a scenic environment!
I didn't sign up to sit on my thumbs all cuddled up in a safe Army post the whole time and I'd like to be there too but that shot ain't mine to take.
There's a little bit of brotherly rivalry too. We're fraternal twins, I was first but he's bigger, I'm smarter (he can think what he wants!), but he can say he's the best runner in his company. I don't know that yet, partly just because there's 350 motherfuckers in my company and not more than 60 in his. But last I checked, I outrank him.
