Carrigan the door gunner is leaning forward and hanging out.... there is no slack in his tether clipped to the D ring...... an the aircraft's wall............
He awoke with a pleasing erection thinking about modern society........
That Rolling Stones Song was thumping in his head....... ' I can't get no Satisfaction' ah no no no ah hey hey hey....................
What is with constant gnawing hunger anyway?
The always wanting of more that is beneath a dress or at a dinner table..........
Is it instilled in us? are we not born groping, grasping...... and gasping for breath even?.... we begin our journey on this earthly plain by screaming...at the top of out little lungs.......... and not saying much I fear ........ but boy are we ever heard.........
There There.... let me wipe your ass your next highness..........
Is all of humanity unsatisfied forever?
and.............
Arguing for the Truth...............
and who was it said............... " much ado about nothing."........
Carrigan.
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