“Hey dude, you look kinda downturned. You ‘kay?” “‘S alright, dude. I’m just a little fatigued.” “Not.” “Not what?” “Not fatigued, dude. You ain’t in the Army, and with that paunch they ain’t letting you in. And if you were … Continue reading →
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