And I know you’re mad at the battalion. Because as you know, I’ve been talking to you, and I’ve heard you. And I know you’re angry. I know you’re angry that the supply truck was burned and you don’t have that food to eat. You told me this, and I heard you. But you shouldn’t be angry at your command. If you’re angry at your command, then you’re saying it was our fault that the supply truck was burned. But we didn’t burn the supply truck. The enemy burned the supply truck. They took your food from you. That’s the important thing to remember…

#encino man’s life is narrated in comic sans #he is a walking personification of comic sans


In Colbert’s vehicle, the Mark-19 jammed again— as it has in two previous engagements. Hasser, who’s manning the weapons, screams, “Shit! Shit! Shit!” and pounds the roof of the Humvee, trying to unjam it. He lets out a half-crazed scream. “Raaah!”

Colbert shouts up to him, “Walt! You’re losing control of yourself. Shut the fuck up and take a deep breath.”

“This goddamn gun!” Hasser shouts. His voice cracks. “It’s a piece of shit!”

“Walt, you know I like you a lot,” Colbert says, trying to calm him. “But it’s not going to help if you lose control of your emotions. We just don’t have enough LSA to keep it lubed properly. There’s nothing we can do about it.” He adds, “I’m sorry I had to yell at you.”

Generation Kill, Evan Wright  (via thestarspangledman)