I’m Sick and Joe’s Hot

Sorry for no post, but I’m home sick. I got woken up this morning, though, by a call from my brother, Joe foo’ the Marine, in Iraq. Says he’s really getting good with his Arabic and the locals are all friendly. A lot of the time they aren’t doing much, so the military has a bunch of signs up saying, “Complacency Kills.” Now everyone wants to name his tank “Complacency” since “Complacency Kills.”
Joe also says nothing is as bad or as good as either side would make things out, so take all news with a grain of salt. Anyhoo, I’m getting back to bed. Be honorable, ronin.

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  1. A stiff pull of whiskey and a pair of gloves cures many things: reporters, liberals, terrorists. Perhaps they may even cure a cold.
    This is a message on behalf of the “Rumsfeld Strangler”.

  2. Are you up reading this? What? What are you doing up at this hour? You should be in bed getting your rest, you poor, sick, dear boy. How can you make teh funnee if you’re up being sick?
    Here… here’s a cup of chicked broth… (l’il dash o’ sumthin in there, wink wink) now drink up and back to bed with you.
    Be funny in the morning!

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