So here I am watching TV with the wife (who was not feeling well at all last night btw), My younger brother had just walked out the door- and about 30 seconds later the bell rings... Assuming it was him, the standard return for forgotten items (keys, sunglasses, whatever) I didn't think twice. My youngest (daughter) tells me "Daddy, there's a strange man at the door"
There I am, face to face with this person whom I've never seen, holding what looks to be a large box disguised only by plastic grocery baggies asking if this is the home of "TONY EVANS"
:0 At this point, I'm not sure how to answer so I play it off like "Wrong house buddy"... After a short exchange of communications I finally figure out my surrender is inevitable and explain the "Intel" had accidentally misspelled my name (TO
MMY EVANS).
The General himself had impressive weapons hidden from view (in the plastic baggies). Before I knew it, I was on the floor thanking the powers that be none of my children were harmed in this face to face engagement! :thumbs: :love:
I'm not sure how to take the "FOG" status yet, I always thought I'd be a newbie until I died. :whistling:
Remember one thing to all you "newbie" soldiers... Beware of the big dog... HE BITES! War is hell gentlemen, and while I may disavowed my "FOG" status, I can promise you all I'm no private in this war... There are a few stars on my shoulders too
(THANKS)