This is the profile of Prince Madrigal. Actually it's Prince Leonard
Madrigal Dumaran. but who cares.
Alias: wolfy
Ambitions: Finish college and graduate with a bachelor's in Criminal Justice, become a Law Enforcement officer, and catch a serial killer.
Hobbies and Addictions: gym, flamin hot cheetos, racing real cars and R/C cars, playing video games and protein baby!
Things i miss: my girlfriend Mary Joy Villarin, family, friends, my room, my little R/C cars, and GOOD FOOD! like Harvey said the food here sucks ass, although it's gotten better from when we first got here.
My motto: Oh behave!
Here's my story: This is a sad but true story. Once upon a time 3 high speed soldiers were deployed to Iraq. They were Smalls, Piaza, and 3 legs. The three were stationed in Camp Anaconda. A place where insects and bugs rule, where the heat is unbearable, where the girls look like my ass! but worst of all this dreadful place called Camp Anaconda was liquor-less. When they first arrived life was real shitty. they slept in the open where bugs were free to feast on them. for 3 months their meals consisted of MRE's and whatever they could steal from the MKT. soon enough a P/X opened up and they started eating the good stuff. like spam, canned goods, and various noodles. (pretty sad huh!) the worst part, as you all know was that there was no liquor. they were told that if any were found in thier possesion that they would be severely reprimanded. they were also threatened with article 15's. field grade even! Oh My Gosh! this was a real depressing time for
the three. they didn't know what to do. so like good soldiers they followed orders and stayed away from that stuff..............................so they thought. "hahahaha! human ingenuity is incredible! they can't bring us down! how dare they impose such rules", was their reply. anyways, they found ways to acquire the happy juice and that made life a little less stressfull...for awhile life was alright. they woke up, conducted physical training, went to work, and threw back a couple before sleepy time. they were on a roll. they thought to themselves "being here is not so bad as long as we had
the company of Mr. Jack Daniels, Mr. Foster, Mr. Hieneken, and Mr. Budwieser, and other friendly beverages who wish not to be named. their new found friends brought joy and happiness to their hearts. but as everyone knows good times will eventually come to an end. it was a friday. a very very sad friday. a friday where you though nothing can go wrong. but unfortunately something did. to make a long story short they got busted with alcohol. they took their beloved friends. once again life became shitty. times were once again depressing and unbearable for the three. Mr. Jack daniels, Mr. Fosters, Mr. Hieneken, and Mr. Budwieser were no more. Now the three just mope around and long for the day when they will be reunited with their beloved friends.
The End
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