ORDINARY AVERAGE GUY
By Uber Pig, Section Diaries
So you didn't burn your draft card back during 'The Nam, eh? Is that so? Well I call bullshit, you big faggot. Pussy. Nancy-boy. Geek.
Ha. Hey, hold on, where you going? I'm sorry, old man. Shit, I wasn't even alive back in the sixties. I was just messing with you. And how can a guy possibly know what he would've done in a situation like 'The Nam anyways, right? Those were different times: Woodstock. Peace and love. Hell's Angels. Altamont. Charles Manson. Don't we all remember our first tab of acid? ----------
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