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Wow, almost two weeks of being a lieutenant. I no longer have a name. I am simply known as "L.T." or "The L.T.". Not that that's a bad thing, it's just the way it is. Somehow I managed to vollunteer to be the squadron escort for the special olympics softball team we're sponsoring. Tomorrow I get to parade around in my blues (my "nice" non-BDU uniform for those unfamiliar) holding up a giant banner with our team's name and the team behind me for opening ceremonies.
Oh, I forgot to mention - last week the other officer's (excluding my commander, the Major) from my unit were kind enough to take me out to my first girl strip club. Basically, one of the enlisted in our squadron has a wife who was rumored to be a stripper, so we went to see if we could find her. When we got there she was limping out of the club. Apparently she hurt her knee while taking a birthday boy's belt out. Rules are pretty lax in Missouri so they went all nude and um...did some other stuff on stage. The girls were okay...some better than others. Quite a lot of saggy boobs.
Oh, I forgot to mention - last week the other officer's (excluding my commander, the Major) from my unit were kind enough to take me out to my first girl strip club. Basically, one of the enlisted in our squadron has a wife who was rumored to be a stripper, so we went to see if we could find her. When we got there she was limping out of the club. Apparently she hurt her knee while taking a birthday boy's belt out. Rules are pretty lax in Missouri so they went all nude and um...did some other stuff on stage. The girls were okay...some better than others. Quite a lot of saggy boobs.