Jim Frederick

Fuck it,_ said Private First Class Chris Barnes, raising his hand. __et__ do it. This sounds like a great fucking idea. Who wants to get blown up?_ They started laughing. Watt, Barker, Cortez, and Private First Class Shane Hoeck all raised their hands. They did not give a damn anymore. It was all so absurd to them, that they were going to drive up and down a road for the next eight hours as bomb magnets. The only thing that they could do was laugh. __ooray! We__e going out to get blown up!_ they sang. __ho__ on board? Hey, who wants to come get blown up? Woohoo! Yeah, dude, I am ready to go fucking die! We are all going to fucking die!