This next one is while I am in A-School also. It is
Flag Football Cult.
I actually had not thought of this story until last week when I was reading up on this cult. Here it goes. .
I had JUST got out of bootcamp. Still getting settled on base. . Going to classes. . Etc. Literally it is my first time on my own. I had no real homies yet so most of my time I was either studying, going to the movies dolo, or trying unsuccessfully to holler at ho's at the base club.
It was a thursday afternoon. . I am walking back from McDonalds on base. Shamrock shake in hand.
When a conversion van pulls up on the side of me. .
This young cac is leaning out of the window. .
Cac - Hey sailor
You like football?
Me - Yeah sure. . . Whats up?
Cac - Hey. We are with the 1st Baptist Church of Hammond. We are looking for some guys to play flag football with us on Saturday. We already got. . ( looks at clipboard ) 25 set up to play with more coming!
Me -
ehhh. I dunno breh
Cac - Its awesome fun. . ( then sees another sailor walking across the street. ) HEY RAYMOND! HEY! We will see you this saturday?? ( Raymond waves back and yells yeah sure. . Then he kinda scurries away quickly.
Me - I dont have a whip.
Cac - Dont worry. We will come scoop you and then we will bring you back. . . . . . . .when we are done.
( there is a definite pause there )
Me - ehh. . aight.
I had zero going on.
I wish I did not go tho brehs. There was more than flag football going on.