Right, so friday night, the kid next door, Todd, drank way to much, so much he though he was in Vietnam. I get back to my room, and this kid Siegal tells me to go into Todd's room. He is lying on his bed, with a bag over his head, awake, but looking out of it. Looks me in the eye, and says, "We've lost Charlie group, we must retake the command
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