Meach! Where is everyone?
Oh yeah, holiday block leave. Shit. Well, it looks like it me, you, and SGT P’s cat have a lot of work to do. There are strippers to be stripped and Rum to be guzzled! You get the Sergeant Major’s HMMWV decorated, and I will find my Santa hat, and we will go cruising Victory Drive in search of cheap tattoos and cheaper broads. Now move out!
I know the many of you are reading this from the comfort of your warm family setting, wearing ugly sweaters, telling tall tales, and getting in political arguments with your Birkenstock wearing Zuncle/Zaunt about how horrible the POTUS is, but remember that there are a few of us who don’t have a place to be. Try to open your hearts and homes to some young, or old, vets for Christmas and help keep some loneliness away. Meanwhile, this degenerate, this cat and I will be on a Christmas bender, bringing joy to all of the single moms, aspiring actresses, and college co-eds that have to work on VD for the holidays – because major daddy issues.
Don’t stick it in places you don’t really want to be. (reference picture above)