Skype sex? Where’s the porta potty?
Unsecured LZ, picking up body bags.
Aged thirty years in thirty months.
Repetitive nonsense dulls my tired brain.
Iraq gave me cancer. No regrets.
Sleep to cope. Never get rest.
Incoming rockets? Turn up the music.
Smile, shake hands. Plan to kill.
We’ll be home by July, right?
Met my girlfriend in Kandahar. Mistake.
Baghdad: Romantic like Paris. Only not…
You’re fucking someone with a neck-tattoo? #sixwordwar #ValentinesDayDeployed
You’re dating someone from the motorpool?! #sixwordwar #ValentinesDayDeployed
Put your fucking chin strap on!