11.8.06
[something for the mrs.]
in the next war, we shall bury the dead in cellophane.
the host shall come packaged in every k-ration, the host shall come packaged in every k-ration.
every man shall be provided with a small but perfect archbishop spellman which shall be self-inflatable - courtesy of air reduction.™
open. close. previous. open. (close).
you don't need to repeat this. there is not any ceremony anymore. everyone is gone - and you will say this out loud to yourself.
you're alone at the time, and the time now is always, always is a word humans used in promises. it is valueless.
all officers, warrant officers, and enlisted men will be provided with a copy of their own true loves - which they will never see again.
all these copies will be returnable to their proper channels.