It was a normal night at the VFW, stories and
tales were flowing as freely as the beer. One of the long time members was an
old Salty Navy WWII bastard who never spoke of his involvement in the war. From
his uniform that he had worn to parades when he was younger and smaller, the
members knew his ship was decorated many times. Tonight he was more than a few
sheets to the wind, so one of the members asked …
“So
Pappy, in the war, did you ever kill anyone?”
He looked around, and carefully said …
"I
sure the hell hope not, but I'm not sure. I was the Cook!"
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