Aim For The Throat

Right. BREAKING NEWS!!! MUST READ!!!! NOW!!! So those women in the support battalion, the ones who call me Danger Boy, are kooks. This isn't really a news flash, especially if you know them. But what is news worthy is this bit of information I interrogated out of them today. The leader, and ugliest of the bunch, apparently sees a physic twice a week, and this week the leader of the kooks asked about none other than ME! And you want to know what the physic told her? I'll bet you do.


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Fine. I'll tell you. That when we deploy, I will be caught up in something that will change the world forever and upon my survival, I will be thrust into the limelight and date for an extended period of time, ending up in marriage and a polite divorce...JESSICA BIEL!!!

This means that:
1 - The kooks are dumb because they see fortune tellers and the ilk.
2 - The kooks are dumb, but they ask about me, which is pleasant.
3 - I will routinely put a hurt on JESSICA BIEL and you won't.
4 - This means my life is so much better than your own pathetic non JESSICA BIEL boning dork assed life that I may never blog again.

I'm joking, I'll keep bloging. I'll let you know how her ass tastes. I leave soon and before I board the plane, if I were you, I would expect a couple drunken audio blog things. If I gave the impression that I am depressed about Germany, I am sorry, I just hate unnecessary work and moving sucks. I'd rather stay put. But that is neither here nor there as I will post pictures of JESSICA BIEL on every post I make from here on out.