Today I was searching the internet and came across a post by Occam's Afterbirth
, saying that I lied about Iraq.
Occam's Afterbirth said I said I was wouded but that I really just hurt my back lifting the wrong way.
Spoken like a true piece of shit loser.
But anyway I did not hurt my back in Iraq.
I blew out my right knee when our position came under attack and I was getting clear of that action (March 2004).
I was not cut nor penetrated by any bullets nor shrapnel. My flack jacket took a few hits of shrapnel and debris but nothing got through to me.
This action occurred near Balad, Iraq.
Now to get to Balad from Baghdad International Airport, we did something that no military personnel would- we took an unarmored SUV convoy from the airport down RPG/ IED (rocket propelled grenade/ improvised explosive device) ally- the most dangerous road in the world- to Camp Victory to get our orders.
From there we traveled in that same convoy north to Balad.
We were stopped twice by IEDs.
While in Iraq I went on patrols with the Army. Ya see my job there was to train them in the use and maintenance of our equipment- explosive trace detectors- which were used to find people who messed with explosives.
The funny part is Occam's Afterbirth calls me a chicken-shit when it remains anonymous!
An anonymous asshole loser liar calling me a chickenshit!
That just makes me feel like a hero all over again...
And about my knee- four operations to get it close to "normal".