04-08-2003, 02:16 PM
When I was in Iraq last month, my commanders were playing their Howitzers really loud and keeping me from praying to Mecca.
My solution was to roll a few grenades under their command tent and then shoot the bastards that I didn't get with the grenades as they came running out.
You could try that.
Of course, I was shot in the leg and at best I'll spend the rest of my life in the brig, but hey, it's an idea.
My solution was to roll a few grenades under their command tent and then shoot the bastards that I didn't get with the grenades as they came running out.
You could try that.
Of course, I was shot in the leg and at best I'll spend the rest of my life in the brig, but hey, it's an idea.