Ok....so the worst thing that could happen to you is you get dead, one way or another. We all have to die sometime. Why not have the entire USofA mourn for you and maybe get another war kicked off in your memory? Ha! Like that would ever happen.
Hell, for the little bit of danger there is, I'd go in a heart beat, and while I'm there maybe I could get in touch with my old unit and make sure that they are doing their job right. And I promiss
that I will never be taken hostage. I might be killed, but I'll never be taken hostage. Given the chance I'd be over there right now kicking someone's ass, and gettting back as many hostages, POW's, or whatever the case may be. A friend of mine told me yesterday, when we were talking about this subject, that I am just talking Sh*t and if it came down to it I'd be in the fetal possition crying like a little girl.
I about beat his arse. I admit I'm a 5'8" 135# little nobody, and have been for the longest time. I was always the guy that got picked on the first few days of school. I always had to fight somebody, or get my teeth kicked down my throat. I will avoid a confrontation quicker than a draft dodger in the late '60's, but when I have to turn it on, sorry pal, somebody's getting hurt. As long as it ain't me.
Hey, who put this soap box in here? A bit off subject, but ok.
Anyway, for me, going to Iraq and helping rebuild for a year and getting paid $100K or more, would solve quite a few problems.
Let the pondering begin...............
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2003 GT White---STOLEN
May you burn in hell whoever took it. Dumbazz didn't even get the good engine that was in the garage.
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