“And she ain’t gonna jump no more.”
From the lyrics of “Glory, glory, what a helluva way to die!” (sung to the tune of “Glory Hallelujah”), a standard in the 82nd Airborne division and other static-line jumper-trained units.
(A word to the wise: virtually EVERY special military unit in the US Armed Forces require parachute jumpers. Think twice about interjecting “bird sh*t and fools” among those honorable men.)
“(A word to the wise: virtually EVERY special military unit in the US Armed Forces require parachute jumpers. Think twice about interjecting “bird sh*t and fools” among those honorable men.)”
Did I say anything even remotely resembling that?
Pin my wings upon my chest, bury me in the leaning rest.