So a lot of weird things are happening in the world right now. Osama Bin Laden was killed and quickly dumped into the sea, the Iranians somehow took over our most advanced un-manned spy plane and landed it like they were at a R/C club festival weekend, Kim Jong Il mysteriously croaks of “natural causes”, Putin is no longer the love interest of all of Russia, and now my good friend and ultra smart-ass Chuck from tcoverride.blogspot.com/ is celebrating his birthday in Afghanistan, way to close to the Pakistan border.
Doesn’t he know he is tempting fate like he did in Iraq when he danced a jig on that wire he saw on the bridge and look where that got him. They are coming after you Chuck, the Skull-n-Bones society has a hit on you, the Smoking Man knows all about you and is about to make his first appearance since the X-files were on to come and get you. The dude that always controlled everyone and everything in every season of 24 but we never saw knows where you are.
Dude, you have pissed off too many people in the world, tempted fate too many times, and been insubordinate in the eyes of your superiors more times than they can count. Get out of there and come home before you either become the Thursday night special of Mullah Omar himself or they plant an IED in your favorite port-o-john and finish the job of turning you from a rooster to a hen with a 9-volt battery charge.
And if you just can’t get out of there, well do your best and give it a 110% effort of continually pissing off every single person over there that you don’t like. This could include higher-ranking military leaders, the Afghan Army, Afghan Police, Afghan Border Police, Pakistani military, contractors working on the FOB, DA Civilians, local Afghan Nationals, coalition partners, your peers, and hell even your subordinates. Last by not least, every single reporter, wannabe reporter or fat, lazy, stupid picture-taking, donation begging thai-boy loving waste of oxygen you ever come in contact with.
Oh and Happy Birthday good buddy.
