Nice shootin', Tex![:D]

Man, I know how you feel.  Yesterday after brushing my teeth, everything got WIERD.  I thought I was back in Saigon.  Sure, I took the mission, what else was I going to do?  But I wasn't sure what I do when I found Osama.  We were cruising up the Nyung River in one of those plastic Navy boats; pretty common sight on the river.  That's when I heard Osama in the bush.  I was like Red Team, GO!  

Me: "Sailor! what are you doing?"

Me Thinking I'm another person: "Camoflague, Sir.  They're Everywhere"

I didn't know what was happening.  Osama was out there, I could smell him.  

Me: "You, on the '60"

MTIAP:  "Sir, it's the French, he says his name's Colonel C'worn Ande Cobb"  

Me:  "Pick that weapon up, soldier!"

MTIAP: "There's nothing there, look!  Rice, Mangos! There ain't shit on this boat"

It was crazy.  Sometimes I didn't know what to think.  Is he hunting me?  Or am I hunting him?  I saw a Newt, it was crawling along a trip wire.  That was my dream, that was my nightmare.

Was Osama in the bush?  I don't know.  How could I?  I'd been on this boat for over 14 days.  I got a letter, though it read,

"To whom it may concern,

Hey you, It's me.  Look.  You're 13,000 miles away and I don't think our relationship is going to work out.  I can't picture you there.

Love,

Me"

It was scary shit.  Here I was, about 40 clicks till Cambodia and I think my relationship with myself isn't going to work out.  Oh well, I'll take my aggression out on Osama.  

Me:  "OSAMA.  OSMAMA FUCK YOU.  FUCK YOU OSAMA"

MTIAP:  "He's out near the wire, under some bodies.  I know he's there.  Wake the Gimp"

I knew me and Oscar Bravo Lima had a date.  The question was, were we taking seperate checks?  The only thing I did know at that point was I'd never be the same.  But you wouldn't know, you weren't there.

Too many turban flyers, get back to the range and work on it!

I took an Osama this afternoon, and it took two flushes to get rid of the sonofabitch.

NSF - You are truly a sick man. [:)]