BLOG! Sounds like an onomatopoeia for puking.
I have nothing against blogs. Freedom of speech is freedom indeed. I believe we are approaching a day when that freedom will be squelched. The townhall uprisings of late are a key factor. I would agree with these "grass-roots" antagonists, under other circumstances, but one question consistently comes up:
Where the FUCK were these people when Bush was giving billions away to his cabinet buddies in no-bid contracts for support to an illegitimate war waged on, admittedly, false terms against a country we had no goddamn right invading? Americans draw the line at helping their fellow Americans, but spending an eternity in combat with a differing ideology is fine and fucking dandy. Jesus should be so proud.
I have nothing against blogs. Freedom of speech is freedom indeed. I believe we are approaching a day when that freedom will be squelched. The townhall uprisings of late are a key factor. I would agree with these "grass-roots" antagonists, under other circumstances, but one question consistently comes up:
Where the FUCK were these people when Bush was giving billions away to his cabinet buddies in no-bid contracts for support to an illegitimate war waged on, admittedly, false terms against a country we had no goddamn right invading? Americans draw the line at helping their fellow Americans, but spending an eternity in combat with a differing ideology is fine and fucking dandy. Jesus should be so proud.
Just so you know, I voted for Obama, but he is not your Savior. I know that now. And so should you. Wake the fuck up. The powers that be, be they global, federal, or local, do not want you to exercise your rights. If you did, they would be out of a job. Thats why they feed you tea bagging bullshit and American fucking Idol.
I miss Texas, but it sucks at the same time. 4years in the army, 2 of which i was overseas, the rest spent 1500miles for everything ive ever known. Yet, im somehow suprised to come home find all my friends gone. Cant say i blame them, Amarillo sucks.
Ive spent the past 2weeks traveling. From NC to NYC, to WV to OH, to TN to MS, and finally Texas. Its been a blast. It helps to have a friend on trips like that. Theres an ungodly number of Cracker Barrells in this country, its fucking sick. Every 10miles theres a sign for one. Until we hit TX, and its miles and miles of nothing.
Im going back to Corpus next week, then back to NC. Thats a 30hr drive. Its horrible. In the mean time, merry thanksgivings, lets all get fat and drunk. Hell yeah.
Later.
Ive spent the past 2weeks traveling. From NC to NYC, to WV to OH, to TN to MS, and finally Texas. Its been a blast. It helps to have a friend on trips like that. Theres an ungodly number of Cracker Barrells in this country, its fucking sick. Every 10miles theres a sign for one. Until we hit TX, and its miles and miles of nothing.
Im going back to Corpus next week, then back to NC. Thats a 30hr drive. Its horrible. In the mean time, merry thanksgivings, lets all get fat and drunk. Hell yeah.
Later.
Back from IRAQ, bitches...!
I didnt realize this account still worked. I tried it out, out of curiosity and my bored, festering mind. But hey, whatever. Spell check, cool.
Yes, I survived the barren, pot-hole ridden Iraqi wasteland, and live to tale the tell. Ill now take questions from the audience about my adventures. Type slow, so as not to wake my visiting Yankee friend.
Q: Did you get blown up over there?
A: No. IEDs(roadside bombs) blew up sometimes ahead of me, but i never actually got hit. They are so common, you either roll right past, or you stop to wait for EOD(bomb squad, basicly), and welcome it as a chance to stretch your legs and take a piss.
Q: Did you kill anyone?
A: Not that I know of. I hit a few dogs, cats, rodents, etc, but I was a driver. Big trucks in the rear of a convoy spread out over 2miles. Nothing really fucked with me. I guess thats a good thing?
Q: Who the fuck are you?
A: Just some dude on 30days leave after a year in Iraq. Im bored and totally blitzed on mind altering drugs. My friend, whos ben out of the military for over a year, is crashed. My tolerence is above where it used to be. Im impressed.
Im tired of typing, so any comments should be directed to the spaces below.
Later.
I didnt realize this account still worked. I tried it out, out of curiosity and my bored, festering mind. But hey, whatever. Spell check, cool.
Yes, I survived the barren, pot-hole ridden Iraqi wasteland, and live to tale the tell. Ill now take questions from the audience about my adventures. Type slow, so as not to wake my visiting Yankee friend.
Q: Did you get blown up over there?
A: No. IEDs(roadside bombs) blew up sometimes ahead of me, but i never actually got hit. They are so common, you either roll right past, or you stop to wait for EOD(bomb squad, basicly), and welcome it as a chance to stretch your legs and take a piss.
Q: Did you kill anyone?
A: Not that I know of. I hit a few dogs, cats, rodents, etc, but I was a driver. Big trucks in the rear of a convoy spread out over 2miles. Nothing really fucked with me. I guess thats a good thing?
Q: Who the fuck are you?
A: Just some dude on 30days leave after a year in Iraq. Im bored and totally blitzed on mind altering drugs. My friend, whos ben out of the military for over a year, is crashed. My tolerence is above where it used to be. Im impressed.
Im tired of typing, so any comments should be directed to the spaces below.
Later.
Getting close now. I can almost taste the sweet barlely and hops. The smell of my truck. That feeling of freedom, as if youve just been released from a dungeon. FUCK I hate this place. I am talking about deployment, but also the Army. 10 months left in this mind-rotting institution for the dehabilitated. Its almost turned me into an anarchist. Almost.
They tell me Im up for a hiatas in Qatar this week, but theyve lied before. I havent shot a round in 6mos, Kaitlyn(my M203/M4) is getting bored... but anyways. The rest and regression of antisocial behaviour will be nice. Not to mention the beer. Oh, my god. I love you beer.
Thats all for now. Goodbye self.
They tell me Im up for a hiatas in Qatar this week, but theyve lied before. I havent shot a round in 6mos, Kaitlyn(my M203/M4) is getting bored... but anyways. The rest and regression of antisocial behaviour will be nice. Not to mention the beer. Oh, my god. I love you beer.
Thats all for now. Goodbye self.
Almost at the halfway point on my Iraqi Safari. 6mos in and boredom is running rampant. My only entertainment is the cheap bass guitar I ordered, and look forward to smashing at the end of the tour. Internet sucks shit, everyone with a game system plays sports games. I need a fucking beer.
Reporting live from the Land of Sand, back to you Burt.
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Reporting live from the Land of Sand, back to you Burt.
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Im drunk, bored, and have to work in 4hrs. My spacebar is being lazy. I want a real computer, not this lazy laptop shit. Damnyou, Army, pay me more. I fuckin deserveit.
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