You may have caught wind of some jackass bad mouthing troops on the internet a week or so ago. This goofball posted some kind of weaksauce rap song disrespec’n the military.
“F*** the FBI and f*** the Army troops. Fightin’ for what? Be your own man.” Seems running your suck hole safely on the internet is now a pillar of manhood. Be that as it may, it does remind me of story.
As a young boy I recall being furious with my father about some perceived injustince.
“Well f*** you,” I muttered bravely under my breath. As he fixed me with his flinty grey eyes, I recall the horror of realizing this
Korea and combat vet had actually heard me. Visions of my flayed hide decorating the living room filled my mind. Bloody evisceration was at hand. Vietnam
“Boy, you’re not man enough to f*** me.” He did nothing else but –discretion being the better part of valor- I remained outside “playing” the rest of the afternoon.
Now days my reaction to d-bags slighting their betters is pretty much the same as my father’s. Well, except maybe to go a little old school on a soulja…