A drove a puny pick up truck through the mud and all the junk that other soldiers left just to literally litter Phuket.
I didn't get it at all, or why, except that I was doing this.
I saw somebody's black cat approach me and then it jumped up to literally 10 feet above me and scratched me on the face on the way down. Wow. What even is this place.
I then saw a wasp try to make a bee line for me and when I moved away it disappeared, before I smelled the stench of sulphur and methane in the air. Maybe the thing was gassy.
I was literally getting fucked out when Ned approached me.
"Dude! Buck! What the hell are you doing up in phuk'? I thought you'd still be down in Alabama!"
"Dude, I don't know who you are, and I don't live in Alabama, okay? So stop annoying me," I said, getting out my iPhone because there was literally nothing to do out here.
I then heard the sound of a whistle blow and saw the glutes of the head guy in my face. Wow.
