“In the Navy I saw a guy just returning from alcohol rehab down a whole bottle of Aqua Velva. And that was one scary guy I tell you. He would come back from shore leave so drunk he would look for anyone born north of the Mason Dixon line and pull them from their bunk and beat the tar out of them. I had my turn once or twice.”
Now that’s a good boy.
But my kin wore gray! 11th North Carolina
Didn’t matter to him.