10/25/07: The C.I.A. likes to recruit them young

I'm not really sure where it was to tell you the truth. My memory is fuzzy about alot of it. I do remember carrying Riding Fool on my back across some rice paddies. His leg had been blown off and I sewed it back on but felt he needed a real doctor to look at it. I remember the smell of napalm in the morning, it smelled like victory. Then I remember going up a river in a swift boat to kill some bald headed fat man cause the film was taking too long and he need to be eliminated. Mostly I remember the HORROR.

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