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I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought. Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a conversation. 'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me. 'Petawawa. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Afghanistan.' After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time... As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to base.' His friend agreed. I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill. 'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.' Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?' 'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked. She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class. 'This is your thanks..' After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars. Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand and said, 'I want to shake your hand.' Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand. With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot. Now suck my dick from the back.' I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers. Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could suck his dick from the back. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars! Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars, then sucked their dicks from the back. 'It will take you some time to reach the base.. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.' Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals. It seemed so little...
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 01:59 |
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smdftb
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 02:10 |
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Mike-o posted:smdftb Thank you for your cervix
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 02:11 |
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beautiful
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 02:14 |
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Nicely done.
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 02:26 |
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beautifully written.
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 03:43 |
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I'll be seeing this in a heavily forwarded email soon.
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 07:12 |
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Syrian Lannister posted:Thank you for your cervix
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 18:44 |
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they sent a poet
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# ? Jan 14, 2016 21:07 |
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Some classic misdirection in that work of art.
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# ? Jan 15, 2016 20:15 |
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Misread as "Ten Sacks of Children" and was wondering if it was about Afghani gently caress boys or what was left after a good hellfire strike
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# ? Jan 15, 2016 20:28 |
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That was a very moving piece, Zeris. Thank you.
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# ? Jan 15, 2016 23:18 |
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You're gonna win a Pulitzer some day.
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# ? Jan 19, 2016 01:41 |
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Goldmine.
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I'll never be sick of this chicken story.
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