The best thing about Army life. . .

. . . was the amazing wise-asses. It helps that there are a bunch of silly rules and funny clothes to wear and so much time sitting doing nothing that anything becomes really funny. Imagine sitting somethere for so long that you watch an entire 40 pound piece of ice melt in the Ft. Hood sun because they only deliver your ice rations every other day and your cooler only holds one days worth, not two. It helps that there is this surreal feeling of, "hmmm, this stuff is here to kill people pretty much just like me, the operator of this stuff."