Good.
There you go.
Welcome back.
What?
You've been staring at me like my mother ever since we left the house, what?
Is that really how a Navy seal would dress?
Shut up, man.
You expect me to come out of the house wearing a freaking wetsuit and a rebreather?
Listen, man, I'm just saying.
- That's my choice, man.
- Okay.
What?
We're good.
Hey, man, why'd you want to join the Navy?
My Uncle Enrique.
Told me I could see the world.
What he didn't tell me was that I'd spend six months a pop on a boat with a bunch of dudes.
When I told my C.O. I was getting cabin fever, he said, "cool, pack your seabag.
We're shipping you off to Iraq."
I didn't know they could do that.
Yeah.
You know, naturally they gave us all the grunt work.
I spent two years of my life blowing up hajji ordnance and IEDs.
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