Good morning, Vietnam, Er, oops I mean Afghanistan!

Again we run…

Around and around we go. Like chickens with our heads cut off…

Singing “Leaving On A Jet Plane, Don’t Know If I’ll Be Back Again”…

Shred that paperwork, no time to pack those bags, keep your head down and run like hell….for the ones we illegally attacked (twenty years ago), want our heads for trophies…

Good morning, Vietnam, Er, oops I mean Afghanistan!

WtR

PS: After 20 years, we are giving back Afghans a ruined country! Sound familiar?

kKEETON @ Windows to Russia…

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