A Soldier is no Match for the Cuteness
"You are a miserable, little, smelly mutt. You're good for nothing soldier. I eat pieces of $#&! bigger than you for breakfast!" yelled Sergeant First Class great-uncle Mark.
"You eat pieces of $%#! for breakfast?" I replied. "So do I!"
"That's disgusting soldier!" great-uncle Mark exclaimed as he threw me over his head.
Jumping back atop I explained that he will, "Surrender to my adorable powers!"
2 Comments:
I am glad you are putting our militia thru its paces - and it's good to see you back. I like taking a "cuteness" break every so often at work as a break from the data.
If The Cuteness had gone to Irag, they would have surrendered 5 years ago!
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