Fuel + Ammo + Boredom = Fun
Okay think back to one point in your life when you almost were seriously injured or died. Like, you had to slam on your brakes to avoid a car crash and just barely missed it by like an inch. What was the first thing you did once you realized you were okay? Well, okay so some of you may have cried or started thanking God, but did any of you laugh? Cause that’s what I do. I stop, replay what just happened, start laughing and shake my head thinking “wow that could have really sucked…” See, me and some of my buddies over here were talking about how after all the IED’s and other really stupid crazy things we have done the first thing we do is start laughing and saying “Oh man did you see that!”, “Dude! That was crazy!” But for some reason none of us are ever like; “Oh man, that was so dangerous, we need to stop doing this”. “We need to stop pouring fuel on this fire, someone will get hurt”; or “no, don’t shoot that with a grenade launcher, we are way to close”. Instead we all yell, “Yeah pour more fuel on there”, and “Hell yea! Shoot it again!”
What happened to us? Where did our sense of fear go? I mean we aren’t doing anything drastically stupid but still, why do we laugh after every near death experience? Is it really that funny? Or is it that we are all just so numb to the fact that they are trying to kill us that there is really no other emotion to use at a time like that. Then there is the fact that we get so bored over here and have a near endless supply of ammo and fuel and our mothers are thousands of miles away and can’t tell us to not do these things. So we do it; and it’s pretty cool.
Then one night when you find a canoe that’s being used to shuttle IED materials across the river, what do you do? You fill it full of flammable things soak it in fuel, light it on fire and push it into the river. Then everyone gets on line and opens fire on it with everything you have. At the same time in the back of your head you are thinking, my mom would be so pissed if she knew what I was doing over here…
Love ya mom.
3 Comments:
Jacob Michael, when you get back you're grounded for the rest of your life. Love you! X X O O
Annie says she is proud of you and your buddies, and glad you're having so much fun!
haha. i wish i didn't think that story is funny. but it is. BUT BE FREAKING CAREFUL, dummy. always praying for you...
kjb
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