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Originally Posted by Spooler
You are bringing back memories from my time in Somalia. You would wear your uniform for as long as you could stand yourself. When I got home, I pulled my cloths out to wash them and I just about knocked my roommate out of his chair. Those cloths walked to the washer machine all by themselves.
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I'd have to strip right inside the door of my apartment and head straight to the shower. Most times, it took 2 trips through the washer to get them clean. I did scare the hell out of a couple of Jehovah's Witnesses.. they knocked on the door as I was half dressed, still had my cartridge belt with 45 on, along with cammie trousers & boots. I grabbed a beat-up Bible I took to the field, flung open the door and bellowed "HAVE YOU HEARD THE STORY ABOUT JEEEEEESUS?' They ran....
