W-wouldn’t be anything we haven’t, uh, h-haven’t seen before.
Back when I was in the Service, if there wasn't a fight in the mess hall at least once a day, you knew something was wrong. They'd fight over everything from food, to people taking each others seats. Kept things lively. Those were fun times, unless you got your ass kicked - which I never did. Guess I was lucky. Or just good.








