While parading for Salute to the Troops, I made some rounds to visit some friends who had displays set up. I went past the National Guard set up and they had a Bradley, which is Will’s other ride. He was impressed I picked it out until he noticed the sign next to me telling what it was. Damn…should have Photoshopped. Not that it makes a  difference, but I entered the area from behind the vehicle and, if I’m not mistaken, I think my words to my friend ‘P’ were, “Hold up! This is what Will does*.” I read said sign and it was.

My Husband Drives A Tank

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*I’m really not a dim wit. I had to learn all about the ACES and then I got jacked over to the Bradley. Learning curve. Also, I make no apologies for speaking “girl.” Girls rule. Ask us.