Family time tolerance in direct proportion to ratio of Hefe-Weizen and unchewed M&Ms consumed. Slow burning fuel in thar.
Greeted by an Iwo vet (3rd Div) while stopped for a freight train. Hard Corps neh?
Original buttons are the new prints, like passing around a sketchbook that is your attire but without the weird. Jawsome.
It doesn’t help that these calls are always taken in front of a mirror, lips stained from last night’s chex mix marathon (cheddar).
Jokes about background checks always unnerve me, like the guy on the phone is repeatedly making a fist in a bucket of dry rice and smiling.