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So there I was.......

... a nearby computer would let him make a new account on Army.ca, from an IP address from which he had not yet been banned ...
 
... so off he went, as fast his legs could carry him...
 
.... to see the sea and get a C in geography followed by ....
 
.... a deranged highlander quoting Burns in a dialect never heard in the Highlands...
 
... but often heard rising above the calls of the audience on the Jerry Springer Show
 
.... wearing a kilt in the pattern of the Clan MacNoodleWeavers scratching ....
 
.... who was a rare mix of dead cat and sheep but he still ....
 
... through the windows of the used television store, outside of which the dirty highlander stood, boldly waving his squeegee like a claymore, and holding a bottle of yellowish liquid that looked strangely like ....
 
.... full of Tsing Tao beer that had been used twice and smelled like ....
 
.... a baboon troop living in an NDHQ cubicle heated by a Coleman two-burner fueled with their own dung ...
 
.... and little bits of personnel files and after they ....
 
.... dressed in chain mail with bowls on their heads until ....
 
... some ring knocking careerist cornered them in the elevator lobby ...
 
... so they gutted him (or her) and hung his (or her) head in their break room for all to see and ....
 
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