I'm sorry you can't read the name label on his backpack
. . . but it says "Morlock".
That's right, the U.S. military's manpower needs have become so acute that it's started calling up fictional troglodydic creatures from the distant future. This Morlock had earlier finished two tours and had been expecting that his stop-loss obligations would all have lapsed by the year 802,701 A.D. Not so.
Over the millennia, the Morlocks gradually lost all but the most rudimentary ability to read fine print.
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