Yea I know it is not halloween… But that is the Chow Hall during halloween… or as people in the Services world would call it… DFAC (Dining Facility uhh… can’t remember) … Please don’t take offense Services… Life would be that much better with Air Force Services… For pete sakes they have VHS cassettes over here for us to check out… WHO BRINGZ A VHS PLAYER TO IRAQ…?!?!?! Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyways… As you can tell, or maybe you can’t so that is why I am going to tell you that I have some Fried S’crimp and Lobster on my plate… While you are deployed you will have more opportunities to eat Lobster and shrimp than in your whole life time… To bad it has the consistency of a rubber ball and taste like a whale’s butt… butt… heiny… Heineken… do you see where my mind is leading to…? CERVEZA… I need a beer… Jaime give me a beer…! Sorry… where was I… oh… bad food… yea… it is bad…
Moving right along… This is what happens when the elite oil team does not convoy every few days…

And this is what happens when I pull my strap and M-Lo sits there not making my coffee…

Not that we are in a hurry to test our skills as IED magnets… But it helps make time move the way we like it… Fast… M-Lo needs to get home to see his lil burras and wife at home… And I need to get back to that green chile burrito… You know… early today as I was calculating how much Oil it takes to run an Iraqi refinery I was thinking… What in the Freaking World am I doing here…? I mean how did I get to Iraq… Well I know how I got here… life’s choices inevitably took me here… if you think I am confused… M-Lo just realized that he is in the military… Wait till he figures out that he is in the Air Force but deployed with the Army… I have my pimp hand cocked back to calm him down… But… now this is for all yall that know me… and I am sure this applies for those that know M-Lo… Do you remember when I was a kid… I was… Marky… the pudgy big cheeked goofy one… scared to walk across bridges so I had to cross on my hands and knees… I once held a clutch down for a couple of hours cuz suuuuuuuuumbody told me if I let go it would break the engine… I know you still feel guilty bout that…! Sorry I didn’t help you with that stinger though… My Bro used to scare the living crap out of me when we were home alone… had my first crisp Bud Light when I was twenty… remember that Clint…? And my first 40’oz of Old E when I was 21… remember that Bro…? we were watching Clerks… I couldn’t even take a shower… with a beautiful woman… without wearing my JEANZ… That is a movie quote by the way… if you don’t know where that is from then you have not seen Classic American Cinema… Weird Science… rent it… watch it… wear a bra on your head… and now I am here… Life takes you on a crazy ride… the key is to take it all in… so when you can once in a while stop and appreciate how you got there… Looking back… man… I got picked on a lot… what the hell…! J/k… You all provided me with experiences that shaped who I am… Thanks… I think you all did a wonderful job…! Hehe… You better keep it going M-Lo… I got a lot of people who want to see an even better Mark… I will try to work on M-Lo… but JEEZ Sarah could you give me something better to work with… j/k… So let us all reflect on those who have been there with us through life’s experiences… whether good or bad (F’n Clutch) … Together we will make life what it is worth… or at least have a good time doing it… Salud!
Gary, by the way, why are we wearing bras on our heads...?
-Wyatt
Ceremonial...
-Gary


3 Comments:
ooooo...you got tabasco sauce...? any tapatio?
can you guys at least watch DVDs on your computer? -Emily
I remember walkin by and seein Mark colder than a polar bears toe nail holding in the clutch, probably with fear that my pops would go loco on his azz! heehee...while Mark froze, the evil Clint sat warm and cozy with the family in Grandma's casa, probably enjoying a bowl of posole and homemade red chili with a side of homemade bread. Ha, nobody wanted to talk to Clint after Mark walked in, foot asleep and boogers frozen to his upper lip. Good sport Mark!
Cousin AJ
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