... early Summer 1968, USMC at a forward base called MAG 36 FORWARD. It was before you TeaBags were probably born. Quang Tri Province, Republic of Vietnam. A river-rat infested bunker, out of sandbags, college boy. These were useful, because the gooks were nightly lobbing mortars into us, to destroy the palatial tent you see behind me. This is a "communications headquarters" for three helicopter squadrons. I spent 13 months in it. 110 degrees or ice cold. No air conditioning, college boy. Fuck you and your "Air Force Reserve Commission", frat-fuck. And Romney, before you talk about how you "...longed to be here..." instead of in Paris (you shit head) - be sure you had a taste for very high salt canned food, C-Rations from the Korean conflict and no problem with taking malaria pills.
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OK lets try this one R U ok or did U just desert Twitter >> @nana_41
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