Eyes Forward; March!

As Senior Bacon and Sergeant C’Gar wind down for the holiday season, there’s still one thing left on the old checklist that must be done. That’s right, another episode. It’s one of those catch-up episodes where there isn’t a whole lot to get excited about.

Yesterday you voted and hopefully today we find out that Smashing Pumpkins will be the next POTUS. Probably Not!, but at least you have this episode to take your mind off the dumpster fire for a few minutes.

Call it Click Bait! This episode has one of those titles that make you want to now more. After spending the time listening to it, you wonder why you even took the time. It’s kind of like when unofficial Army online resources publish incomplete bullshit articles like an upcoming change to the fitness uniform. It’s just click bait!

The boys talk bourbon and offensive music. Senior Bacon dubs said music as ear porn. C’Gar will admit it’s an art but not music. Worst of all it’s the people blasting it on their phones while conducting the ACFT.

What can we say? It’s another one of those episodes where your favorite old Army Crusties come back to the microphone to banter about nothing. Disappointed? We hope so.

Senior Bacon learns about his future living conditions called the “15 Minute City” after going through Military History and hearing the vague thoughts Platoon Sergeant C’Gar has over major events that just about anyone can remember.

Back for another episode of mis-pronounciations and mis-information. Sergeant C’Gar goes on his typical rants while Senior bacon has trouble putting words together.

Senior Bacon and Sergeant C’Gar start this episode easy enough with busy schedules. The two talk a little about the Best Warrior Competition, cleaning weapons, and maybe another daunting task or two before going into Military History. Finally, C’Gar goes on a little rant about the draft.

We’re 107 episodes in and still having technical difficulties, but that’s nothing like having a bunch of interruptions while recording. Senior Bacon felt like Mr. Rogers in the hour it took to create 30 minutes of what some may call humor. We hope you listen, we hope you laugh, we hope your human.

In between piss breaks, your favorite booze cruising homesteaders ramble on making a new episode of some old crusty style of podcasting. It’s the usual military history with a dash of bad dad jokes and real humor. Oh!, if. you hit reply all to an email with 72k members you are an idiot.