Hello everyone!
Here is a story I think some of you may like. Although, some people have dampened my spirits in these forums which has slowed and even stopped me from posting anything of my thoughts. So after I post this, which in this case, is right now; please do not post any negative comments about this post. If you want to tell me the post sucks or I shouldn't post this please tell me in a private message. Thank you.
There was a small battle in Iraq. It involved people from all over the world and the Alciada agents that, for all intensive purposes, hate and despise the American way of life.
These men that fought the battle fought fierce. They were men of high quality and of high morals.
As the battle was raging on one of the officer's men gets shot between his kevlar plates, through his abdomen and slightly piercing his lung from the fragments of the bullet.
The captain quickly grabbed his soilder and was trying to talk to him to get him out of shock and to prevent further blood loss while the fight was still raging.
Captain: "Are you still with us solider?!"
(As rounds are still flying around them)
Solider: "Yes Sir!"
(Still calm as if they were sitting having a beer)
Captain: "Well ... since we are going to be here for a while let me tell you a short story of when I was first in country (Iraq). There was a man in my arms that was wounded and in my arms just like you are now. He got hit by random Ak-47 fire. I told him that St. Peter asked the man one question before he entered the gates of heaven when he died. St. Peter asked him, "Spell L.O.V.E. for me." The solider spelled it, "L.O.V.E." and he entered with a welcoming warm greeting from St. Peter and everyone else. Then as God was getting really busy with Satan and his devils, God called on St. Peter to do a little bit of messaging business. St. Peter called on the Solider and told him, "God has asked me to do some work and I need someone to fill this post for me for a while. I will be back once the business is done." So, the solider said, "Yes sir. Will do." He took the post and soon found the same man that took his life and put him in the wonderful place he is now. The Killer walks up to the Solider and asked him, "How do I enter?" The Soldier ask him, "Spell Czechoslovakia for me."
**Story is fictional
Here is a story I think some of you may like. Although, some people have dampened my spirits in these forums which has slowed and even stopped me from posting anything of my thoughts. So after I post this, which in this case, is right now; please do not post any negative comments about this post. If you want to tell me the post sucks or I shouldn't post this please tell me in a private message. Thank you.
Heaven & War**
There was a small battle in Iraq. It involved people from all over the world and the Alciada agents that, for all intensive purposes, hate and despise the American way of life.
These men that fought the battle fought fierce. They were men of high quality and of high morals.
As the battle was raging on one of the officer's men gets shot between his kevlar plates, through his abdomen and slightly piercing his lung from the fragments of the bullet.
The captain quickly grabbed his soilder and was trying to talk to him to get him out of shock and to prevent further blood loss while the fight was still raging.
Captain: "Are you still with us solider?!"
(As rounds are still flying around them)
Solider: "Yes Sir!"
(Still calm as if they were sitting having a beer)
Captain: "Well ... since we are going to be here for a while let me tell you a short story of when I was first in country (Iraq). There was a man in my arms that was wounded and in my arms just like you are now. He got hit by random Ak-47 fire. I told him that St. Peter asked the man one question before he entered the gates of heaven when he died. St. Peter asked him, "Spell L.O.V.E. for me." The solider spelled it, "L.O.V.E." and he entered with a welcoming warm greeting from St. Peter and everyone else. Then as God was getting really busy with Satan and his devils, God called on St. Peter to do a little bit of messaging business. St. Peter called on the Solider and told him, "God has asked me to do some work and I need someone to fill this post for me for a while. I will be back once the business is done." So, the solider said, "Yes sir. Will do." He took the post and soon found the same man that took his life and put him in the wonderful place he is now. The Killer walks up to the Solider and asked him, "How do I enter?" The Soldier ask him, "Spell Czechoslovakia for me."
**Story is fictional
