where it is now time for his dad to teach him how to shave.
His dad mentioned that a few days ago and when I saw the kid the day before yesterday I mentioned it to him. I asked what kind of razor he uses and he said it was one of the throwaways.
"Yeah?" I replied. "Those are for sissies. Swing by the house Saturday morning and I'll show you how to shave with a Ka-Bar."
The look I got back said I didn't fool that kid for an instant.
Then I remember the time I fooled the Sergeant Major during a field training exercise.
They used to make sure we shaved daily in the field and for some reason I had a knack for getting hot water to shave with.
One morning I got a pretty good shave and after I was done I re lathered my face and left the tent and started scraping it off my face with a knife I carried on my web gear. I believe it was a Gerber Commando but I could be wrong.
The Sergeant Major happened to wander on by and looked at me wide-eyed. Then he ran his finger on the cheek that I had just scraped the lather off.
"Damn!" he said as he walked off shaking his head.
To this day I am still surprised I fooled the old soldier.
To find out why the blog is pink just cut and paste this:
http://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feminine-side-blog-stays-pink.html NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF TODAY'S ESSAY
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