Wednesday, 18 February 2009

MY BUDDIES


PEOPLE CALL IT ARMY, WE CALL IT LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!...

Your alarm goes off; you hit the snooze and sleep for another 10 minutes

He stays up for days on end

You take a warm shower to help you wake up

He goes days or weeks without running water

You complain of a "headache", and call in sick

He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward

You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends

He still fights for your right to wear that shirt

You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you

He knows he may not see some of his buddies again

You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls

He walks the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists

You complain about how hot it is

He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow

You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong

He doesn't get to eat today

Your wife/mother/ maid makes your bed and washes your clothes

He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean

You go to the mall and get your hair redone

He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today

You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over

He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months

You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight

He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home

You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday

He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume

You roll your eyes as a baby cries

He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet

You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything...

He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting

You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him

He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded - and of the innocents who have no one to stand up for them

You see only what the media wants you to see

He sees the broken bodies lying around him

You stay at home and watch TV

He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat

You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable

He crawls under a tank for shade and a 5 minute nap, only to be awakened by gunfire

You sit there and judge him, saying the world is probably a worse place because of men like him

If only there were more men like him!

Hmmmmmmmmm... Enjoy life.

Don’t complain...

CHAIN SMOKERS , HARD DRINKERS,

FLIRT WITH LOVELY LADIES AT EVERY PLACE WITH A NEW

NAME AND A NEW FACE ,

WE WORK HARD AND PARTY EVEN HARDER,

NOT MAMA'S BOYS ANY MORE THATS WHY LIVE LIFE HARD

CORE ,

MISS OUR FAMILY MISS OUR WIFE ,

PEOPLE CALL IT ARMY,

WE CALL IT LIFE !!!!!!!!!!!...