Nacho Army of Club Penguin

General Purple: Shad is in our prayers. We will win the Practice battle with S.W.A.T for him. (next time a letter is up cencor it)

The following is a letter from Shad, supplied to us, by Buck: I’m sure you guys are wondering what the hell I’ve been up to. Long story short: I left and I am currently in deep s***. We left on a cargo plane. It was about a twenty hour flight, and the local time in Kyrgystan is about 10 hours ahead of the time I’m used to. So I felt high as hell, basically. After days of waiting at the Transit center in Manas, we were finally shipped out to Afghanistan. The past few days have been spent adjusting to the time, and taking anti-malaria pills and such. I also met an interpreter named Atash. Pretty cool guy, but he had it worse than us–he has to stay for longer. Anyway, after I got to the base, I was ordered to go on a little “adventure.” I’m not authorized to tell you exactly what happened or why, which is f***ed up, but I will tell you that I almost had my arm shot off. In addition, I found out that I was sick. I asked the Corpsmen for some medicine, but they told me that I probably actually wasn’t sick. So I asked in the most Marine-Polite way I can. (“WHAT THE F*** DO YOU MEAN I’M NOT SICK? I FEEL LIKE HAMMERED S***”). Apparently, my system is still adjusting to the time and climate changes. In short: I’m allergic to Afghanistan. I know it takes forever and a half for you to get these letters back in the States, but I’ll do my best to keep you updated.

                 Semper Fi, Pvt. Derek Walker, USMC

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