So, the other day, I passed a great big, tall, serious, granite-faced, hard-hearted, no-nonsense United States Marine. And he was driving…
wait for it
One of these.
And it was this exact color, too. Last time I checked, this was the rental car that Marines are given in Purgatory. (They get a pink one for keeps in Hell.) So, and Mr. Pete can correct me if I’m wrong, I suppose it was a Marine from Purgatory that I saw the other day.
Which means…I see dead people.