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Cold coffee still has caffeine though which is the main reason why people drink coffee (I believe).Why you ask... because cold coffee taste like shit... grunts can be replaced... but a good cup of jo... fuck no...
my dad was in Vietnam ... he said he was one of the lucky ones and he was assigned food inspector and didnt see much if any action ... he did say he saw plenty of dead gooks and fellow soldiers but he was in the rear with the gear so to speakWhen I was a kid my friend's grandpa would tell us stories from when he was a United States Marine on Iwo Jima. He was cooking his breakfast bacon when there was a suprise Japanese attack. The marines had to abandon their position, including the cooking bacon. It irked him so much to lose his breakfast and didn't want the Japanese to find it and eat it, so he went behind enemy lines, and in a hail of gunfire from both sides came running back with his tin of bacon. He returned unscathed. But later, shortly after the capture of Mt. Surabachi, some Japanese threw a grenade at him and the explosion took off his ear and one of his kidneys, but that story wasn't one he told often, he always told us the bacon story, which he saw as his finest moment. God only knows the true extent of the tales that man could have told but didn't share with us.
That's a beautiful story about how your friends grandpa saved his unit's bacon. I've heard people say that on TV, but I didn't realize that the bacon was literally bacon.When I was a kid my friend's grandpa would tell us stories from when he was a United States Marine on Iwo Jima. He was cooking his breakfast bacon when there was a suprise Japanese attack. The marines had to abandon their position, including the cooking bacon. It irked him so much to lose his breakfast and didn't want the Japanese to find it and eat it, so he went behind enemy lines, and in a hail of gunfire from both sides came running back with his tin of bacon. He returned unscathed. But later, shortly after the capture of Mt. Surabachi, some Japanese threw a grenade at him and the explosion took off his ear and one of his kidneys, but that story wasn't one he told often, he always told us the bacon story, which he saw as his finest moment. God only knows the true extent of the tales that man could have told but didn't share with us.