after getting back from a rough 14 hour mission.. im walking with a friend of mine oh and i guess i should let you know at night its so dark you cant see your hand infront of your face.. so were walking across a bridge talking about how "badass" we are when something wraps its self around my leg and bites me.. well of course i yell some foul language and proceed to beat the crap out of my leg with my rifle.. when i look up, with my flashlight i see my friend in a dead sprint about 100 meters away from me yelling "im so sorry im so sorry.." this is about the time i realize it was a cat... not a kitty cat.. a wild cat.. a crazy cat.. but a cat non the less.
i felt like a homo..
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