Where is your husband?

Here is a drunken blog, I wrote it when I got home and saved it as a draft and I am now publishing it for your pleasure! I was at the American Legion. I was dancing with one of my dad's old friends, Vern. He asked me to dance and he's blind, so I felt sorry for him. But this is the conversation that ensued during the dance......

Tonight I was asked where my husband was. My response was that he was being deployed to Iraq. They asked...What will he be doing over there? My 5 drink response was...Killing Rag Heads! They said...Oh. That's good, at least when he gets back he will be a veteran and get all the benefits. Please. That is total bullshit. You get better benefits from retiring as a fucking janitor. My husband will lay his life on the line everyday for the freedom of the American people and the least you can say is... at least he will have benefits! Bull fucking shit. He (They) deserve better than that. The average citizen is so ignorant. Which is why my husband and his comrades must go and fight to keep this country safe from terrorists. Because God knows what would happen if people like the ones I met tonight were able to run this country.