thomassumner  

All those reporters outside are clamoring for interviews. They think I'm some kind of hero.

And you're not?

War is hell, and sometimes, life just sucks!

It's tough these days, Smudge. Jill left me, I can't sleep, and there are no jobs.

I'm not asking for much -- just a simple thanks and a decent job.

I left my bone under your pillow.