“Did you know I was going to wind up looking like this when we were kids?” the soldier asked when I admired his muscles.
“Yes, I did. You were already going to go in SF and you started working out. You started bulking up then.”
“Yeah, but I wanted to look like Rambo but instead I just turned into this big barrel thing.”
I laughed. “There was no Rambo back then.”
“Yeah, but you know what I mean. I wanted to have a body women like the way Rambo has but noooooooooo. Instead I turn into a bucket of cement. Look at me, P!”
“You look good.”
“I look good, my ass. I look just like a bucket or a barrel and you know it. If I were in the Navy, I’d be a buoy. Yeah, I’d be a buoy just out there bobbing up and down, stopping ships from running into things.”
P snorted. “Well that’s an important job.”
Elsa, the soldier’s so blessed to have you!!
I wonder if he knows how much he’s liked by so many of us on this blog. And we don’t even have a visual! It’s just pure… liking the guy.
maureen – thanks. I am going to write a blog about this..
I’m pretty sure he couldn’t be a buoy. . . Doesn’t he sink? 😛
SaDiablo – yes. He says he will have to be anchored by a pole to the bottom fthe ocean for just this reason. 🙂