When you're wounded an' left on Afghanistan's plains,
An' the women come out to cut up your remains,
Jus' roll to your rifle an' blow out your brains,
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier. -Kipling
I'm stuck at work, so its either visit your site or actually do something!
Small room in Kabul.
I got no place else to go!--zack mayo
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