So there we were, all nestled together in the classroom. We were sitting Indian style enjoying our cookies. Daddy Sarratt was reading "The Night Before Christmas" to us, and we were all just aglow. I don't think we've ever been that quiet in one room together, it was such a great story.
Then someone had to ruin the fun by writing some knock-off version of the story to include beer and late night partying. Then they had the audacity to put my name in the midst of all that foolishness and nonsense. I would just like to say for the record and to all those that know me that i would never do such a thing. I am the most well rounded individual in this unit and if that was a sarcastic stab at me for being so grounded then shame on you and your insecurities SGT RISNER.
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Yeah, Sgt. Risner. I can vouch for the man. He's a saint, he's an upstanding fine young American, he represents all that is good about our Army, he helps old ladies across the street and makes goo goo gaa gaa faces at the children, he volunteers his time to others.
But, that said, I have heard some other things about the man from reputable sources and I think there may be another side to him . . . I'm just sayin!
As Sergeant Taylor's unofficial battle-buddy, I would have to say he is a model Soldier and should be emulated by all of his peers. With that said, I have petitioned that Sergeant Taylor be nominated for Saintism (is that a word?)
~Z
I don't even know where to begin ...
Let's just say I plead the one two three four FIFTH!
I know where you've been Sgt. Taylor ...
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