I wanna be an Airborne Ranger……
I went to high school in Columbus, Georgia near Fort Benning. My mom was a college professor helping many of the soldiers earn their degrees while they were completing their military training. There were lots of men in her classes (and I am pretty sure she never called any of them Blondie 😉 ). She often came home singing this chant….
I want to be an Airborne Ranger.
I want to live the life of danger.
Blood. Guts. Sex. and Danger.
That is the life of an Airborne Ranger.
She never actually sang the 3rd and 4th lines – at least not out loud – but I included them anyhow.
It’s funny how memories can come flooding back. When we were in Bangkok, I saw this little boy and this chant ran through my head 8 million times. How adorable is he?
What do you think he wants to be when he grows up?
This guy is either flirting with me or preparing to stab me.