The many moods of Soap as told by his subject lines in emails to the rest of 141
Cry Laugh Suffer Toaster Bath
I landed wrong when I let go of the catwalk so….. I’m in the ER
Who ate the skittles?! You have ten minutes to fess up before I call Special Investigations.
Kate.. I’m sorry please don’t be mad at me whatever I did I’m sorry 🥺
If one more person says ‘I’m praying for you’ murder will happen
Ghost just looked at me this morning said ‘why’ when I told him it’s only Tuesday and slammed his head into the wall by accident because he missed the pillow. I felt that.. literally.
Owww
I want to unsubscribe please.. from life
When I die leak my browser history it would be funny
Simon get the camera and meet me in the living room for an ‘engagement’ photo shoot. I need the geriatric old bat of a General to have a stroke.
ALL HAIL AMMO (his orange kitten)
To whom it may concern.. please contact me regarding the ao3 fic that I left open on the base computer.. thank you.
In my defense Gaz egged me on
Am I high? Or did that navy seal look EXACTLY like Price?!













