15AUG08 1630 hours
Less than a month to go!! WOOOO! It’s actually gone by pretty fast, but not fast enough. I haven’t written anything for some time, but really, there isn’t much to write about. We’ve pretty much been going crazy with all the boredom and have resorted to irritating one another.. usually while someone is sleeping. Haha its like Barons Tahoe Camp all over again. Some of the things we do…
-Play music and have dance-offs.. EVERY DAY!
-Talk about home, who we miss, and what we’re going to eat first when we get back
-Throw water/water balloons at each other
-Cut Mohawks on one another and then get in trouble because the Commander of the entire base happens to see us.
-Put Gatorade powder in boots
-Take a lesson from D Hiro and put Tabasco sauce on lips while they’re sleeping
-Wake people up 2-3 hours before work just to say hi, goodnight, let them know what the time is, or to simply say, I love u.
-Strap Tak down to the cot because he was taking a brief 5 minute nap at work and then leave him out in the middle of the cargo yard
-Do the Mighty Ducks QUACK chant at random times and places so that strangers look at us with confusion, and then disgust.
-Waking your buddies up with at least 2 other friends by jumping into their bunk and screaming -CUDDLE TIME SWEETY!
These are the kinds of things you do when you become a mature adult like myself.
So about me being strapped to the cot at work… Everyday we have to inspect our vehicles. One of our vehicles is a bread truck and it has two cots in the back of it. Now, the bread truck isn’t my vehicle to inspect, and I believe Colvard already inspected it that day.. but because im such a great friend and comrade I decided to inspect it a second time just to be safe. You would think these guys could see that and would thank me for my good deed rather than punishing me… Anyway, after a thorough inspection of the truck, I felt a little fatigued. It’s a good sized vehicle and it took up a lot of my energy. The cots were lying there, it was 2am.. and I thought, hey, it shouldn’t be a problem if I lie down here for a couple minutes. I barely close my eyes before 10 people rush into the truck from the front and back doors. From there they hold me down on the cot, and then strap me to it with red duct tape, a lot of red duct tape. The worst part was that they were tickling me.. it was horrible. They lift up the cot and bring me to the center of the cargo yard. After slamming me down, they take off and leave me there to dry. I’m thinking to myself, hey, this is dangerous. A lot of vehicles come driving through here and I could be hit. It’s everyone’s responsibility, including myself, to immediately identify a safety hazard and that was without a doubt a safety hazard. Shows what you get in return for doing a good deed. They claim that I was sleeping for an hour and that I’ve done it several times before but that’s bullbutter… I was just being a good friend. Oh and my friend Ray claimed that he was getting revenge because Gax and I supposedly jumped onto his bed the night before while he was sleeping and screamed crazy things like, cuddle time sweety! What’s wrong with letting your buddies know that you care about them? Sheesh. Oh yeah, Gax took off his boots when he got home and found that his feet were bright red and smelled like stank foot and Gatorade mixed together. I guess he took them off during work while he was taking his nap.
Alrighty, gotta shower up im starting to smell like the mag-hater-roomie and Ray is asleep again and gax is bugging me to go jump on his bed. It’s cuddle time sweety!!! SEE you guys soon!
Tak
Less than a month to go!! WOOOO! It’s actually gone by pretty fast, but not fast enough. I haven’t written anything for some time, but really, there isn’t much to write about. We’ve pretty much been going crazy with all the boredom and have resorted to irritating one another.. usually while someone is sleeping. Haha its like Barons Tahoe Camp all over again. Some of the things we do…
-Play music and have dance-offs.. EVERY DAY!
-Talk about home, who we miss, and what we’re going to eat first when we get back
-Throw water/water balloons at each other
-Cut Mohawks on one another and then get in trouble because the Commander of the entire base happens to see us.
-Put Gatorade powder in boots
-Take a lesson from D Hiro and put Tabasco sauce on lips while they’re sleeping
-Wake people up 2-3 hours before work just to say hi, goodnight, let them know what the time is, or to simply say, I love u.
-Strap Tak down to the cot because he was taking a brief 5 minute nap at work and then leave him out in the middle of the cargo yard
-Do the Mighty Ducks QUACK chant at random times and places so that strangers look at us with confusion, and then disgust.
-Waking your buddies up with at least 2 other friends by jumping into their bunk and screaming -CUDDLE TIME SWEETY!
These are the kinds of things you do when you become a mature adult like myself.
So about me being strapped to the cot at work… Everyday we have to inspect our vehicles. One of our vehicles is a bread truck and it has two cots in the back of it. Now, the bread truck isn’t my vehicle to inspect, and I believe Colvard already inspected it that day.. but because im such a great friend and comrade I decided to inspect it a second time just to be safe. You would think these guys could see that and would thank me for my good deed rather than punishing me… Anyway, after a thorough inspection of the truck, I felt a little fatigued. It’s a good sized vehicle and it took up a lot of my energy. The cots were lying there, it was 2am.. and I thought, hey, it shouldn’t be a problem if I lie down here for a couple minutes. I barely close my eyes before 10 people rush into the truck from the front and back doors. From there they hold me down on the cot, and then strap me to it with red duct tape, a lot of red duct tape. The worst part was that they were tickling me.. it was horrible. They lift up the cot and bring me to the center of the cargo yard. After slamming me down, they take off and leave me there to dry. I’m thinking to myself, hey, this is dangerous. A lot of vehicles come driving through here and I could be hit. It’s everyone’s responsibility, including myself, to immediately identify a safety hazard and that was without a doubt a safety hazard. Shows what you get in return for doing a good deed. They claim that I was sleeping for an hour and that I’ve done it several times before but that’s bullbutter… I was just being a good friend. Oh and my friend Ray claimed that he was getting revenge because Gax and I supposedly jumped onto his bed the night before while he was sleeping and screamed crazy things like, cuddle time sweety! What’s wrong with letting your buddies know that you care about them? Sheesh. Oh yeah, Gax took off his boots when he got home and found that his feet were bright red and smelled like stank foot and Gatorade mixed together. I guess he took them off during work while he was taking his nap.
Alrighty, gotta shower up im starting to smell like the mag-hater-roomie and Ray is asleep again and gax is bugging me to go jump on his bed. It’s cuddle time sweety!!! SEE you guys soon!
Tak
4 comments:
Pretty darn funny Davin. Glad you have friends who like you enough to go through all that trouble.
Hii!!! Sounds like you're having fun! I miss ya! I'll email you soon with a Paris update :) Until then, enjoy your time with your new cuddle buddies while you can! Love you!
hahaha good stories dav i wish i was there to join in the festivities!! u'll be home soon and i can't wait!!i just got home from japan and i have some goodies for u! sorry..i couldn't find any nude japanese women. i was traveling with a bunch of 14 yr olds and their parents + tour guides so they directed us to cuter things such as Sanrio. =) ok take care loves ya!
correction..
*nude PICS of japanese women* i remember u were awfully upset with me wen i went to hawaii n brought back a calendar with women in teeny bikini's..so i was hopin to find a nude calendar from japan..but no luck. ok dass it. BYE!
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