I went back to my rum and coke before my Drill Sar suckered me into going up on stage.
(He was crazy, and said I scared HIM.. sneak up quietly behind someone just ONCE and ya get labeled..)
I pretty much shot my drink out my nose when my Drill Sar was up there dancing..
It was horrible.
And he had this ridiculous grin on his face because he KNEW he looked silly.
(He merely wanted us to laugh so he'd have an excuse to torment us with doing push ups and flutter kicks for half an hour..)
Sneaky bastards. I agree...