Given the number of preservatives in your average Twinkie snack cake, RJ is never going to decompose.
There is NO life without coffee!
If we had only paid attention to history. It is not known as “The Graveyards of Empires” for no reason.
Me, too. Shows how ancient we are, eh?
It sort of reminds me of the cartoon from the 60’s “Patience, My ass! I’m gonna kill something!”
I don’t know. When in Air Force Tech School they put a label by your door with your last name and your first two initials and since my first two initials were MD, I was called “Doc” for the next nine years I was in the Air Force. Since I was in communications we used what were known as “chops” either using the Phonetic Alphabet or something cool that used the same letters. I was the “Mad Doctor”. When I re-enlisted my CO looked at the paperwork and said, “So THAT is what your name is.”
But wait! There’s more…
And so it begins…
It wasn’t just the Kuwaitis, a friend of mine who was a female officer deployed to Saudi Arabia, while she was deemed okay in uniform, could not drive herself anywhere and had to have a male driver because it was against the law there for women to drive.