Wednesday, September 25, 2013

...edging out of the guardhouse... after the CTO mysteriously was cancelled it seems that you did receive my comms. After the Gladio exercise I had no clean underwear it seems, rather nice of them to box me off I thought 'Mind wrapped in a blanket' was their sig. 24 phonetics before a yankee goes zulu. xxx

Edging out of the guardhouse...and hopefully into barracks with my boy...

Mr Pancake by the home office looked over the moon.

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