I Want My Red Ass Monkeys!

Went outside the wire with the Engineers again. This time I got to go into the far north of the country. Once you get into the mountains, it is pretty nice, well doesn't totally suck. We are looking into restoring a school up in the high country and we went up to look the area over and see what needs to be done. Since every vehicle requires two armed individuals and they only had three engineers for two trucks, I got to go ride shotgun in one. School was in session when we arrived and as I have said before, the children here are adorable. It really hurts to see them existing in such primitive conditions. The one thing I was really excited about was the opportunity to see some RAMs (Red Assed Monkeys). Last time I was out I didn't see any. We had gone south on that trip and everyone promised that If I went up north I would definitely see RAMs. Well I went north and not one stinking RAM. There I was with several Nutrigrain monkey chow bars and no freakin' monkeys. Probably just as well, the last time one of the engineers fed the RAMs they climbed on the truck and tried to pry open the window. He was actually contemplating shooting it but couldn't decide how the rules of engagement applied to pissed off baboons. If I had seen any RAMs, it probably would have ended badly. Still, I WANT MY RED ASSED MONKEYS!

TO THE TYRANT NEVER YIELD