Marine Corps Stories: I Wasn’t Worried
No anxiety appeared in that desert.
Out in the desert in Yuma, Arizona, I wasn’t worried about the snakes, spiders, or scorpions. I was more concerned with my fire.
“‘Now, that’s a fire’,” I said in my best Eddie Murphy voice. The flames dazzled against the dark blue sky dotted with stars. I had traveled with four other Marines. A female Devil sat in a chair.
She lifted her shirt, exposing her breasts.
“I give those titties two thumbs down. The milk has gone bad!” I said in the same way as Dave Chappelle acting as Rick James.
Her face darkened despite the fire. I walked.
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