From my office, I see this everytime i open the door. A constant vigilance from the outside world. Just beyond a few klicks is the town of Ba'quabah, Iraq. The only out side contact is usually in the form of incoming mortars or stray bullets. It also makes for a great place to see whats going on in the camp. The lack of color here is unbelievable, makes you wonder what the hell is so important about this place that we would commit so many lives, and so much money..........Oh yeah, I forgot.....................
..THIS..!
Gas for my HOG! But seriously, I get 43 miles to the gallon!
It appears that it is a long way to the next gas station.
10 comments:
"Dear Blog,
I smell my daddy's burps. They often smell like meatloaf...even if meatloaf wasn't on the menu. He likes it when we call him Uncle Daddy. He used to drive semis and hid lots of porn in the sleeper. We always found it. Thank you for letting me write this comment, Blog."
you little, lying bag of dirt.........I never hid anything from you kids..except the fact that you were adopted...and your real mother was a convicted stripper.
Thanks for trying to smear my image though.
Ps. You had a brother but we gave him up for adoption because he was way to smart when he was born and we didn't want you girls to be jealous.
Love Uncle...ah, I mean Daddy.
GUFFFFAWWW!!!
thats just mean.........chilli out!
sainsbury LOOOOOOOCAL!
UM hi. I'm sitting here debating on whether I want to eat a muffin or not. Mmmm...blueberries. Joey leaves me tomorrow for R&R :( How's work Papa?
not only does he have smelly burps, but smelly farts too! we get that from mom though. ha.
haha gotta love the family!!!!
I wish you could be here for Christmas!!! I love you Papabear!!!
Hey what's up? Nothing on your blog for agesssss, I just figured out how to leave a post .. with lots of help from Deanna. Come on .... our family doesn't fart ... well at least not me, I fluff!
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