Perhaps you thought that my last post was ended rather abruptly? Well, that's because I had to get off the 'puter to go to formation. I ASSumed that it wouldn't publish what I had written...since I didn't tell it to. Foolish me, I guess. I WILL be graduating AND leaving here on the morning of the 24th, I found out. High Five. I got to ride ON TOP of a tankdozer this morning while it did donuts in the parking lot. Sergeant gives us presents from time to time. High five, Sergeant. We got in trouble on the ride home from work today for singing Journey at the top of our lungs. They stopped the cattle car and a Sergeant came on and called us a bunch of "God***n motherf***ing rere's". But we had harmony. High five, rere's. Oh, and my roommate Anderson managed to bust out the back glass of his backhoe with the bucket. They told us that wasn't possible. Never underestimate what you can do when you're motivated enough. Double high five for you, Anderson.
Later, special kids.
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Hooray! Phee come home!
BTW, Phil said a "rere" is not so much a "rear" but a re-re. I think you can take it from here.
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