Stopped by the strip mall to inguire at the BK recruiters office. Before I really knew what happened had taken some IQ test and was on a plane (southwest) to the San Diego BK boot camp fascility. Got shoved off the bus and kicked.

Some kid from appalachia started crying and the BK boot camp instructor put a boot in his nether region and called him a mountain mommas boy.

Apparently some of my pre enlistment hijincks came to light to my drill instructor and he told me he was going to keep an eye on me. Felt uncomfortable like when my dad caught me smoking when i was 4.
Then he hit me with a trash can. which is exactly what my dad had done.

After that we got our heads shaved and de-liced.

Tomorrow we get our uniforms and learn to fold our BK thongs the "army way".
Kid from appalachia still crying.

More later if my drill instructor lets me write.

Love Deepsea.
ps don't forget to milk the chicken.

HAHAHAH

LOL!!

That's hysterical!

LOL!!!

Interesting

Excellent - look forward to the next "letter".

LOL that brings back memories!

I am do glad you are back Deepsea...I have really missed your warped sense of humour...thats awesome...