Guy piss stories

Description:None of us in the truck can tell him not to get out and piss — Shank and I are privates, Hershmuller is a specialist. Barnaby twisted around in his seat. Hersh is no doubt equally frustrated because Barnaby is superfluous, a necessity of a flawed system that requires a staff sergeant or higher to be in command of a gun truck. It plummeted over the edge, falling for what seemed an eternity, before noisily spattering all over the bonnet of a parked car. He also needed to avoid slamming into any oblivious Iraqi soldiers, not to mention anti-tank mines left over from the first Gulf War. Once inside, we helped ourselves to drink from behind the bar. His mouth puckered into an ugly little snarl.

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