Today was another fine day at the office. Good work was done. Gay jokes were made,
ND: come on just give it to me.
SPC Harry Backster: NO, because if I do you'll just try to stick it in my throat.
Pseudosoldier giggles.
It is true that jabbing Spc Backster in the throat with a fork had been my morning medicine up to that point. So you see why I needed it back.
Great job to those who did the thing in the place today with your hand figuritively tied behind your backs. (You know who you are.) This bodes well for our success when we "untie" our hands and as for them well they are FUCKED.