When Marine Staff Seargent Lon McCracken returns to the barracks after surviving another deadly day on tour in Afghanistan:
He puts down his gear and staggers into the shower - exhausted and edgy and sore as hell from chasing Talibani fighters up big mountains all day in the heat.
And as he turns on the water he hears from the next shower stall:
"Oh Manny - oh Manny - ooh - ahhh - i love it! -OOH i love it - but please Ernie -for gods sake - use some more soap - your pecker is practically in my colon -- ooh -- ooh"
At this point seargent Mc Cracken has grabbed his bayonet and in about three seconds Manny and Ernie are going to get some radical surgery.
I mean - the two gay's are just doing what comes naturally -and personally i don't care if a guy gets a hummer (not the vehicle) while shooting his machine gun at the enemy (as long as it doesn't affect his aim):
But - a lot of those southern crackers who make up about ninety five percent of the military are going to be a bit annoyed at seeing their comrades getting corn holed and sucked off all over the battlefield and baracks.
Oh - and god forbid if the gay's start corn holing the enemy -oye vey!
This is a very thorny issue - because if the ignorant rednecks stop enlisting - we won't have enough infantry left to invade Newfoundland.
It's kinda hard (oops) to cornhole your buddy under the current "Don't Ask Don't Tell" policy.
So maybe we should just leave things alone until there is complete peace on earth?
OR we go with an ALL Gay Military whicccch i would personally prefer just for the laughs.
