This dude came to our door today claiming that he’s Sara’s husband, back from Iraq. It seemed legit for a couple hours, but IDK. Seems kinda weird IRL. Seems more like he’s being all he can’t be.
Also, I’m pretty sure they don’t give you knives in the ARMY.
Also, there’s a dickprint in our butter and Sara’s crying.
Reblogged from army wivez.
