I Want Your Skull
You know what's great? Old Misfits songs. They're so catchy. I'll find myself humming "Last Caress" at the most inappropriate times.
So, in retarded army news, I'm going to a M240B range tomorrow. That's a fully-automatic machinegun. Now I know I'm in a small company but isn't it a LITTLE overkill to be giving the commo guys ANOTHER automatic weapon? This one requires one gunner and TWO assistant gunners (to carry the ammo and extra barrels). We already have two SAW M249 gunners without assistants and they just assigned the smallest girl in the company a M203 grenade launcher attachment. And me? Nothing. I'm a stand-in for the 240B's assistant because she fucked up her knee and can't go to the range tomorrow.
I'm not complaining though. My section chief made it pretty clear that I wouldn't be involved with the 240B after tomorrow's range and that's fine with me.
Sweet lovely death
I've been waiting for your breath
Come sweet death, one last caress