Right On Papasan
Early into my first tour I was drunk and passed out in the hooch. We got hit heavy that night and some of my buddies made sure I got to the swamp and into the old bunker. The next morning I wasn't sure where I was at and had Pissed my pants.I wandered back to the company area and saw what used to be our hooch.Seems that a rocket hit it.
From that day on in country I QUIT DRINKING ALCOHOL and became a devoted Pot smoker and soda drinker.
I also took up the habit of sleeping with all my cloths on-even my boots.
Does anyone remember the good old BALLENTINE BEER ?
Bilbee