sirloins

The wedding went beautifully.

It was a German/American wedding and all the drunk American guys were hitting on this German girl:



But guess who ended up eating her out and fucking her? C'mon... guess! ;D It was a lot of fun too.

She made me promise not to tell either.

At any rate, there was a... hiccup in the ceremony. A palpable moment of awkwardness, if you will.

Formal Army functions have this tradition called "The Grog." Basically, it's the Army's history mixed in a punchbowl. Permit me to explain.

In this case, the groom and most of the military guests were tankers (boo! SirLoins is Infantry. Yay!), so the Grog took on the traditions of the Armor/Cavalry Regiment.

The first time American Cavalry saw action was in the Spanish-American War when America and Spain fought in Puerto Rico, so a whole bottle of Puerto Rican Rum went into the punch bowl.

Next was the Mexican American war, so a whole bottle of tequila went into the bowl.

You can see where this is going. Don't get ahead of me. The rest is more or less verbatim from the less-than-sober soldier talking us through the Grog.

"Next was World War Two where America fought against, well, you guys."