*bashes head*
You know you may be fucked in the head when you wake up from a dream where you are in boot camp with Kirk Cameron, and you guys squander the camp graduation party fund on booze and women, leaving you with only $150.oo that you take to the casino and try to win your money back on the craps table. You lose all but $5, and Kevin Nealon (who is apparently another member of your unit), creates a bullshit game called "dog leg poker", and wins all the money back, plus some. You have to get out quickly, and drive a volkswagon beetle through a parking structure, end up jumping it off the structure for no reason, landing on your feet, and trying to get into the barracks to replace the cash as Ryan Reynolds distracts the MPs.
Yeah, I must be fucked in the head.
Welcome to Thunderdome, bitch.
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