imagine dressing up like cap'n crunch, the mustache and all, entering a navy recruiter office by swinging on a line over the roof, crashing through the big front strip mall window, and going absolutely ballistic. yelling commands at the top of your lungs, swinging a saber wildly, firing a blunderbuss, and actually stomping the shit out of anyone who wants it like some scene out of Master & Commander.
imagine dressing up like cap'n crunch, the mustache and all, entering a navy recruiter office by swinging on a line over the roof, crashing through the big front strip mall window, and going absolutely ballistic. yelling commands at the top of your lungs, swinging a saber wildly, firing a blunderbuss, and actually stomping the shit out of anyone who wants it like some scene out of Master & Commander.
Having a PTSD episode in which you remember being captured and locked up in a tiger cage by the Soggies
Reminds me of this