8 thoughts on “Some days, the Suck embraces YOU!”

  1. Yeah, my mortar time was all 120mm. The most those things were carried was to the tracks. My guys pissed and moaned if I told them to ground-mount them.

  2. Now imagine jumping that f—er. I can.
    One, continuous AWWWFFUUU which terminated in a thud. And you just lay there until the world stops throbbing.

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