A midnight call from HQ -_-"

Was a nice Saturday evening and I was enjoying some quality time with Fat Lady when suddenly my mobile phone received a text messege as below :

"Sgt Philip, your attention is required as your F-117 a.k.a. Air Force One's system is almost all down, due to the combat flight Sir ! Could you please attend to this issue immediately please?"

Fat Lady:" No niabeh way !! This is Saturday man !"

Me :" Sorry mate, this is the Military, order is an order !"

Fat Lady:" Affirmative sir ! "

Me:" Dismissed ! See you at Washing Bay at 00:00 "

Fat Lady:" WTF ? 12:00 am ah ?"

Me:" Ah Boh Then ? Dismissed !!!! "

Fat Lady:" Sir ! Yes Sir !! " Tabik hormat 3 kali !!

And 5 mins later we were mumbling and washing this sassy piece of F-117 which ferry both of us everywhere without fail and complain.

I mean for such a royal and reliable piece of art, who could leave her alone with all dirt and so ?

So we washed and washed and washed and wipe and wipe and wipe. Finally 40 minutes later it was all clean and all shining already.

Fat Lady :" Sir ! Done Sir ! "

Me :" Good job, soldier, dismissed !"

Fat Lady :" Sir ! You memang teruk Sir ! "

Me :" Sorry I don't understand BM ok? Good night !"

Fat Lady kicked me at my butt ..... kicked hard hard.

-_-" Nowadays, the solder never respect their superior anymore eh ?

Mana pergi hormat seorang askar terhadap pegawai atasanya? Mana pergi sudah ? hmm ? hmmm ???