Today's post is all about our living quarters here at beautiful Fort Bragg, North Carolina.
We have one of those quonset hut tents, you know it looks like a pipe that has been cut in half sorta thing.
Well this thing has an air conditioner attached to it. Very nice considering Army living standards. So I am not bitching. Thank God for whoever thought to let us live in tents that not only have air conditioners but they have floors too! I mean I walked in and I popped a chubby just looking at the thing.
However, something funny happens every 15 minutes or so. We get a "tent cock". What is a tent cock? Well the air conditioner is connected to an air dispersion system that runs along the roof of the tent and has a whole bunch of holes in it so that the cold or warm air blows out into the whole tent.
So when this thing doesn't have air running through it all it is, is a plastic tube that is hanging from the ceiling. Kinda looks like a flaccid penis.
BUT WHEN THE AIR CONDITIONER KICKS ON! We get a tube that fills up with air and inflates and becomes engorged and resembles...? You guessed it, an erect purple headed yogurt slinger.
Now the funny part of this is the fact that my buddy Pigpen, every time this happens looks up at it and exclaims to no one in particular, "TENT COCK"
Now after a few times of doing this the rest of the squad got in on the act and we had a chorus of "TENT COCK'S" wafting through the tent and the immediate area.
Shortly thereafter, the other platoons picked up on the game, and started their own chorus of "TENT COCK" throughout the little base we have hear.
So at any given time, somewhere on this FOB, there is some squad whose air conditioner just kicked on, and you can hear it, if you listen real close, "TENT COCK"
Now maybe I have just been here too long, but I find it absolutely hilarious that today I was walking through a row of tents and on two separate occasions I heard the sound of the air kicking on, followed immediately by a chorus line of "TENT COCK" ...Fucking beautiful.
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