Café Intermezzo Take Two

Run patrol around the delta. Search and destroy. We aren’t making any contact.

Later my lieutenant yells at me: “Get outta there!”
And I whisper to him: “It’s never gonna happen, Sir. It looks that way, Sir. My M16 just went off. It’s all over, we’re fucked, Sir."

Vietnámban kellett volna lennem. Írtam volna sok drámai és véres post-ot. :-P