And by the way…
Re the post below: I ask Dick about stuff in the military because he’s the guy who knows the most of anyone i know, and he answers my email. But he’s NOT normal- not in the “civillian” sense of the word. he may be “average” in the Ft Benning sense of the word, but I doubt even that.
Dick is a guy that, when you meet him, you either immediately like him, or you run in terror away. I’m not afraid of hardly anyting but a lawyer, but I’m damned if I would ever want to piss Dick off.
What Og ever so conveniently failed to mention is the I wear size 4 shoes, weigh 83lbs with $5 of loose change in my pockets, and there’s a solid rumor out that I’m a flaming homosexual, living with a hairdresser named Sven. Kelly only hangs out at my house as cover. Finally, a year’s worth of high school ROTC is my military experience. I was a paper target at the range.
Og, once again, you’ve been busted.
yeah. Right. All that stuff is true. Really.
Of your cock.