Drug of choice
It seems almost cruel. The troops aren’t supposed to have booze here. Instead, next to the Gatorade and Cokes in most of the dining facilities, there’s free non-alcoholic Coors – a watery hint of the watery real thing.
So what do they go for? Energy drinks. Red Bull. Rip It and, for the hard cores, something called Boom Boom.
Seems like I’ve read there’s not much in such drinks that really works except a stiff bit of caffeine. Think of a strong coffee buzz delivered in a sugary citrus can of carbonated water.
Get some Boom Boom here, guys in one platoon were telling me, and you get more kick. They're convinced the folks in the Middle East put in something different, or something more, that you just don't get in the States.
I’m older and my bones creek, so I’m sticking with Coke and ibuprofen.
2 comments:
The fact that you're an old fart and your bones creek means that you really do need the Boom Boom, Scottie.
Like a leaky rowboat. It's too freaking close to water.
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