Don’t call me brother you mewling little bitch.
///Don’t call me brother you mewling little bitch.///
Fair enough,
Let me tell you. I’ve been a FReeper for 11 years. I lurked for three before that. Spent most of them at war. I’ve been shot at. Mortared. Rocketed. Seen vehicles in front of me blown to pieces. Later, I worked as a trainer in Iraq and Afghanistan, sending a generation of troops after threats large and small.
Today is a day of celebration for us. I don’t know what you’ve done in your life to make you think you can speak like that to me.
I have friends all over the world, SOF, conventional and intel, who are celebrating. I’m going to celebrate with them.
Enjoy your life, for whatever it is, and forget we spoke.