Do you really think we'd stand a friggin chance if they tried to draft teenagers from the United States to go to war?
I can see it now.
Draft Agency knocks on the door, hear a faint yell from within, "Who the hell is it?"
They say, "The Draft. You've been selected..."
"I've been selected to win a 50-gallon keg of Miller Genuine Draft?!" The door opens 1.2 seconds later.
A scraggly, unshaven teenager appears in his bathrobe, cheese-doodles still stuck in his chest hair.
"Um, no sir. You've been selected by the draft to serve your country in battle."
"Oh, dude, I'm can't do that right now. I'm busy. I'm on level ten of Rogue Spear and I'm about to take out the assassin sniper. Sorry, man."
The door slams, and the agents hear the familiar tinkle of sniper shells falling to the ground.
"Damn. Another one. We've really gotta start drafting chicks."
Does anyone out there think the draft would be a good idea these days?
I'm putting my money on No.
I can see it now.
Draft Agency knocks on the door, hear a faint yell from within, "Who the hell is it?"
They say, "The Draft. You've been selected..."
"I've been selected to win a 50-gallon keg of Miller Genuine Draft?!" The door opens 1.2 seconds later.
A scraggly, unshaven teenager appears in his bathrobe, cheese-doodles still stuck in his chest hair.
"Um, no sir. You've been selected by the draft to serve your country in battle."
"Oh, dude, I'm can't do that right now. I'm busy. I'm on level ten of Rogue Spear and I'm about to take out the assassin sniper. Sorry, man."
The door slams, and the agents hear the familiar tinkle of sniper shells falling to the ground.
"Damn. Another one. We've really gotta start drafting chicks."
Does anyone out there think the draft would be a good idea these days?
I'm putting my money on No.
