Oh, and did I mention that before we moved to break the lines at Bastogne, Patton had the Third Army Chaplain send up a prayer for 24 hours of good weather so we could kick some ass? And then it really did clear up? In God We Trust Indeed.
So the day after Christmas, we finally broke through and air support dropped supplies and we won the day! I'll say, it wasn't much, but that was one Christmas I was thankful for. I had hot food, I celebrated with brave men who were glad to be alive, and for just a bit, I got a break from hell. It was awesome.
After that, I finally met up with England again at another of Belgium's towns 'cause we were tired and bored and capturing Germans. I told him how much I'd done in just four days, and you know what he said? "I would've done it in three." Naturally, I told him to fuck off. Seriously, why are my friends so mean? I tell him time and time again how lucky he is to have me, and he just rambles about fairies...
And yeah, that's the basics of my epic tale of epicness!
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So the day after Christmas, we finally broke through and air support dropped supplies and we won the day! I'll say, it wasn't much, but that was one Christmas I was thankful for. I had hot food, I celebrated with brave men who were glad to be alive, and for just a bit, I got a break from hell. It was awesome.
After that, I finally met up with England again at another of Belgium's towns 'cause we were tired and bored and capturing Germans. I told him how much I'd done in just four days, and you know what he said? "I would've done it in three." Naturally, I told him to fuck off. Seriously, why are my friends so mean? I tell him time and time again how lucky he is to have me, and he just rambles about fairies...
And yeah, that's the basics of my epic tale of epicness!