Well, all my friends died in war, I can still hear the screams, they wake me almost every night.
Back in Nam, I was trapped behind enemy lines, lying in a hole with my entire squad dead.
They thought they killed everybody, and except for me, they were right.
They thought I was dead, so I played dead.
They dumped all the bodies in a ditch. All I could do was lie there playing possum.
Dead bodies under me, dead bodies on top of me, listening to the enemy laugh and joke hour after hour after hour.
And then when I came back to my senses, I realized I had killed the entire V.C. squadron single handedly with a spoon.
And to this day I don't have the slightest idea how I ended up here on this forum collecting keycaps and keyboards, WTF!?