So I have to listen to everyone else brag about how high they go at the big HQ and I'm supposed to pretend to be impressed? I got the patch. I got the memories. Nobody can take that away. Nobody.
Okay, you were never up in a black helicopter, or any helicopter of any kind. You were in an amusement park and had a nice ride in a little pink teacup, but unfortunately you ate too much cotton candy and soda pop and spent the rest of the afternoon throwing up behind the fun house. You'll never do that again.