Did I spell it wrong? the third floor and over the side. So if they didn't break thier neck, I guess they did cry.
Ahhh...
In my platoon, there was this guy we called "Kicker". He claimed to be a staunch soccer fan, but throughout highschool he was a place kicker on the varsity football team. He was a nice guy, wore the big black nerdy gov't issue glasses and had a tatoo of a spade on his arm. Don't know why.
Anyways... while overseas (long story short) he started crying one afternoon at the bivouac. He kept talking about his niece and nephew and how much he missed them. Balling like a baby, he said to the Gunny "I have a special bond with them" or some horseshit.
A week went by after that little scene and he was called away by the Gunny. Never heard from him again, though I was told the Gunny brought him back to the bivouac and he gathered his **** and left.
Come to find out, he was dubbed a section eight and was thrown in the brig. That punishment, without a doubt, only complicated the *******'s mind and twisted his memories.
Kicker was troubled, I think. A potential pedophile, but in my heart of hearts I believe he is incapable of doing any real harm physically.
Not that I am taking his side, but he hated his M-16. I loved mine.
