Dear self:
After finally managing to watch the Vietnam portion (rather than just the Paris Island scenes) of Full Metal Jacket, your main urge after watching it should not be to write John Winchester/Animal Mother slash, no matter how good looking Adam Baldwin was when he was that young.
It's a movie about the horrors of war and didn't we learn our lesson about mixing war and lust with Generation Kill? So please stop. Remember, the only thing that Animal Mother would let his balls get blown off for isn't freedom, it's poon-tang.
Sincerely,
What Little Conscience I Have Left
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