I guess it all started back in '42.....the German advance had nearly obliterated our entire squadron....me...BillyBob...and Lopez hunkered down in a artillery hole that had claimed the lives of at least two soldiers. It was early morning, fading clusters of stars bringing great comfort to us dying men. I had never felt more at peace then I did in that very moment, it was there that the power of the mind revealed itself to me, even in this hellhole I was able to feel such love, such unbelievable comfort.It didn't last long, as war waits for no man...dreaming or not. The final assault began with a barrage of artillery fire, the echoing sound of falling death from the sky gave me a needed reality check, If I was going to make it out of this I was going to have to wake the **** up and get my head in the game. Screaming Germans started to appear, silhouetted perfectly in the very sky that had brought me such comfort, a reminder of how quick things can change...Billybob looked at me...a face plagued by fear. "Don't go...." he muttered....but I had to...I had to get to the other side...I had to....FOLLOW MY DREAM!
AHAHAHHAHA AHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA HAHAHAHH I am HILARIIIOUS. Hey.
Oh also if anyone could send me a link to a recent galantamine/choline supplementation thread it would be much appreciated.
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