There are two times I recall when I think about how close I've come to dying.
1.Piss break during presence patrols in Kirkuk, Iraq. Someone thought it'd be cool to take pot shots at me with my dick in my hand.
2.Rocket landed outside my CHU but didn't explode.
There are other instances but for some reason these two always stick out in my mind.
Edit: CHU= Containerized Housing Unit. It's a shipping container converted into a tiny studio apartment.
September 29, 2014 at 03:04AM
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