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*Clothes he wears leave him with ghost-images of Snowden and Snowden's message, so no clothes = no disturbing memories. It makes perfect sense. He's done it before, and it worked then too. True, Colonal Cathcart had seemed a bit bothered by it, but then General Dreedle hadn't seemed to mind at all, and he outranked Cathcart so that was okay. ( Read more... ) -
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*After Snowden, he'd sworn he'd never wear a uniform again. He had of course. It's not like he had a choice, not really. If the men on your own side aren't going to go and get killed by the enemy, you might as well kill them yourself. That was what headquarters thought. After all, that's what soldiers were for, right? Getting killed by the enemy. ( Read more... ) -
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'Help the gunner! Someone please help the gunner!'
Yellow sunlight splashes through the side gunport and Snowden's there and there's blood and Yossarian doesn't think he's ever been this frightened. Not like this.
Snowden's there and there's blood and sunlight and the boy's still wearing his flack suit and there's a hole the size of a football in ( Read more... ) -
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(After these two events, Yossarian is stuck in his airforce uniform and singing.)
We've got sunlight on the sand. We've got moonlight on the sea. We've got mangos and bananas we can pick right off the trees. We've got volleyball and ping-pong and a lot of dandy...*manages to stop with some effort, and tugs at the uniform hard ( Read more... ) -
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( Milliways" ) -
A conversation
Major Major Major Major: *huddled in his closet*
Yossarian: [You] should talk to group about those missions >_<
Major Major Major Major: They hate me!
Yossarian: How can they hate someone they've never met?
Major Major Major Major: How can you know they want to kill you if you haven't met them?
Yossarian: Because they shoot at me! -
GIP
Yes, yes, very funny, typist. -
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Two new things:
I am now on AIM as 'sanebombardier'.
Katherine (dequincy <3) and I are now a couple-thing. Yes, I'm with a psychiatrist. I am aware of the irony.