Now that I'm back home (for spring break), and recovering from a lovelllyyyy little fever...I figured I'd just churn out a couple of posts as I have nothing better to do. These will all probably be random and not make too much sense when placed in order...but as one of my acquaintances (spellcheck told me I should use acquaintanceship) at college would say--f*** itttttttttttttttttt!
The Grog. The famous pastime ritual at Army Dining In Ceremonies. That deliciously disgusting assortment of hot sauce, fruit punch, water, bacon bites, mini-donuts, marshmallows, butter and, yes, a sock. This is my Grog. My random outlook on the world. Expect only the unexpected. Embrace your random side. Welcome to The Grog.