You're unit was ambushed and you stayed behind as long as you could until you had no choice but retreat. There's blood and dirt in your eyes and the air is so hot and thick around you that drink it rather than breathe it. Biting flies and gnats trail your every step as you fumble your way through through the dense jungle. You're nearly out of ammo and each step you take is a gamble: the ground is laden with mines. Out of nowhere an invisible arm grabs you and pulls you down, into the undergrowth. Your heart stops but then your vision clears and you see it's one of your own. You're staying straight into the eyes of the man who's gonna lead you out of hell. Is it George Bush or John Kerry? Those are your choices.
2007-02-26
10:52:36
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P.S. This is a practical question, not a political one.
2007-02-26
10:53:47 ·
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