I Met Linda In A Bar

I met Linda in a bar. Ackerman brought her. She was a friend of his girlfriend. They sat at the table Steve and I were using to get so drunk we might forget where we are. It wasn’t working. Linda asked me a bunch of questions I don’t remember anymore or probably did five minutes later. I had good answers though. We ended up at Sergeant Ready’s house and smoked some pretty good dope. Linda didn’t smoke. Why not, I asked. It’s illegal. You can get in trouble. So what? What are they going to do, kick me out of the Army? For a start, she said. If you keep smoking that stuff you won’t amount to anything. She added.