The Bish

So when I joined the Air-Force I was shipped off to Lackland AFB TX for basic training (BMT).

Obviously…

Anyways throughout the begining of training, our female TI (drill instructor) realized a bunch of 18 year old boys will create a very fascinating smell, especially if you cram 40 of them into 1 room. (fyi showering with 39 other men is crazy, it’s like a horizontal ferris wheel, but instead of seats you have male genitalia spinning in circle and slapping your thighs…worst game ever).

She marched us to the local shoppete/BX so we could purchase items that would improve the way we smelled. Not just for our bodies, but our wall closest, beds…basically the entire barracks…eveyrthing.

I was thinking febreeze, or some oust maybe…no…I was very incorrect. Mrs scary TI had something else in mind. She had each and everyone of use purchase 3 bottles of victoria secret spray…body wash…for women.

I gladly chose the pink lavender smell, as you all know I fucking love lavenders…

Anyways…to the point.

A co-worker just spray some victoria secret spray @/near her cubile…why? I don’t know, maybe someone farted. I smelled it (not the fart) and a single tear rolled down my face as my BMT training flashed before my eyes.

Thats about it.