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What branch of the U.S. military is for you?


Airforce
You should join the Airforce. You don't actually want to see combat, unless it's on a monitor for some multi-million dollar missile that you're behind the controls of. Either that or you'd really just rather sit behind a desk all day.
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alcoholic beverage anyone? (with pics)


kahlua
You are kahlua. You go great with everyone. Your social, loving, and in deed quite the partier. You love to mix vodka in your drinks to make yourself a black russian, and who doesn't? take some shots of that and hell you might get a great sleep tonight!
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My Dad and My Grandfathers Keepers Of The Peace! I've embraced the cold mounds of earth, walked unyielding concrete, and crawled the muddy entrenchments of two major conflicts. Skyward I've looked and joined fire team members praying for deliverance. Endured the eternity of past time, personal inconveniences, exhaustion, and a frequently critical society. I've had too much time; peacetime, wartime, work time, zulu time, and protected time. Time directs me, restricts me, eludes me and heals me. Time is my mentor. Standing alone, I've chased shadows, reacted to mind, feared death, nurtured the unknown, and recounted last sunsets. On and ever forward, I've patrolled with rifle in hand and radio so cold. Forgotten by time and praying for the opportunity to grow old. I've survived personal equipment additives, metamorphic standards, innocuous experts, intolerant sensor systems, and family seperations. I've shared a silent farewell and an unwelcome tear as I folded a falling star into a field of blue on a remote cemetary mall. I've maintained a solitary vigil. My comfort in rain, snow and heat is the sight of our aircraft climbing into the heavens, the U.S. Flag waving proudly, and the ability to convey a "Sierra Hotel" to the sentinel assuming my position as the "keeper of the peace" who never sleeps. I am a security policeman.