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Have A Great Weekend!

Why is six afraid of seven?

Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. He can seldom close his eyes without opening them again at fear of Charlies lurking in the jungle trees. Not that you could ever see the bastards, mind you. They were swift, and they knew their way around the jungle like nothing else. He remembers the looks on the boys' faces as he walked into that village and... oh, Jesus. The memories seldom left him, either. Sometimes he'd reminisce - even hear - Tex's southern drawl. He remembers the smell of Brooklyn's cigarettes like nothing else. He always kept a pack of Lucky's with him. The boys are gone, now. He knows that; it's just that he forgets, sometimes. And, every now and then, the way that seven looks at him with avid concern in his eyes... it makes him think. Sets him on edge. Makes him feel like he's back there... in the jungle.

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I'm a strong believer that toilets are not meant to be pissed in, only urinals. Piss splashes all over the seat it's disgusting it's unsanitary for a dude to piss in a toilet. So, preferably I use a bottle. Whenever I have a bottle laying around, that's what I use.I get to aim the slit right in the hole and I get to urinate with no splashing no crazy ♥♥♥♥ it's just, I urine, pour it out in the toilet, bleach the bottle, I'm good. As soon as it gets about half full or almost a quarter full what you do is: you pour out the piss, get about a cap full of bleach, some water swiggle it in there and it cleans it. I just don't like pissing in toilets I haven't liked pissing in toilets for years. About a decade plus. Just get me a nice bottle after drinking the water out of it, have it a piss bottle. Oh, what does Elena think of this? She already knows. This is what I do I piss in bottles. Toilets are made for ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, pissing is made for urinals, and bottles are made for piss.