Where were you when your tent went flying?
I swear it was that woman. She couldn't keep her hands off of me. She eventually wore me down, and so I gave in and gave her what she wanted...and now I'm all worn down, again.
I was underneath it with six of my guys trying to hold the wall posts down. The wet canvas bulging in was like a lister bag full of water and then the ropes staking the post tops down broke, we were all knocked flat and tried to hold onto the edge of the tent.
We held for about 30 seconds and then it was blown from out hands. We were on the edge of the bluff and stuff went down the bluff and over the bluff top.
One of my Spec-4 cooks got up and went and sat on the roof of the home-made kitchen truck, shell shocked.