One of my war stories

Day 1,798, 17:49 • Published in USA USA • by Sgt. Flatt

This story is from the front line of battle... Well actually about a mile back with my trusty spotter.

So where were on the edge of a cliff out side of one of the small towns in Ghanistan (Afghanistan) using one of these bad boys.









We were looking for the perfect shot when all of a sudden two camel spiders decided to be total jerks and walk across my barrel







Trying not to freak out in case of being spotted i let the spiders crawl up my barrel, on to my arm, and then my back. I felt the spiders on my back. And right when one of them reached the crack in my ass i had to take the shot. BAND!
Direct hit and the spider scampered off.
And that's why my friends call me Spider-Man!

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