The Importance of Getting Some

My dad was in the Navy and he was in Alaska and he volunteered to go to the economy. He was in country on like a PBR base and he never, he wasn't in like the shit shit. Never said a fucking word to us about it ever. I think his biggest thing was when he, imagine those sleepovers, buddy. Did you smoke? No, no, really? No. Picture like a Zippo lighter couple ofucking Reds. No, and born to kill on his helmet.