Tuesday, August 11, 2009
The T-Shirts of Camp Perry
About every ten minutes someone gives you a shirt around here. I've been knocking them off daily. Today in the morning I was Mr. Garand Match and this evening (just showered) I'm Mr. Vintage rifle. M1A is in waiting and Springfield is getting dog-waller level mildew in the bottom of the dirty clothes bag.
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Just go ahead and admit you didn't get any pens.
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