Thank god i didn't rape that prisoner.

Do you ever feel regret? how about the opposite of regret........i guess that would just be gret. i define gret as thanking god every morning that you did something that changed your life. For me, my largest "gret" was in the jungles of 'nam in 1969. We were escorting a load of prisoners (hostages.) from one shitty village to another one, some of the soldiers were getting bored and doing unspeakable things to our captives. Its not so much as i found this "morally unacceptable under any circumstances and furthermore i believe you men to be the dregs of society," but really i just thought it was kind of gross. Naturally i did all i could to put a stop to this reprehensible behavior (told them to stop it.). This may not seem like a big deal, but it turns out one of our prisoners remembered this deed when he became prime minister of South Korea. He tracked me down after all those years and granted me a prosthetic arm in place of the one i lost, and not just any prosthetic arm, one made by the government, this arm was not joking around. while being lifelike (although really shiny), it had certain....modifications (karate chop action). This has produced my livelihood and made me the man i am today. So i guess the moral of this is that when you find something to be particularly disgusting, speak up, and someday you too might find yourself rolling in gret.