Ellis Jones

There was a house next to mine that caught on fire.

And I was talking to the arson inspector because it was 100% arson.

And, but he couldn't prove it.

And he's telling me about a kid that's known in the neighborhood.

He's carjacked people like 18 times at gunpoint.

And they finally put him somewhere in probably like a punk ass little juvenile facility.

So anyway.

The detective determines that I'm full of shit.

So he goes to the guards and says he's lying.

And the sergeant at boot camp had already told me, if we find out that you're lying about this, we're going to recycle you into the next platoon, and your time's going to start all over again.

So they were hard on us when we first came in.

Now I'm the one who's pissed them off.

So they recycle me back into the new platoon that's coming in.

Strip me out of my BDUs, put me in the PT gear, and I've got to wait for the new platoon.

So then now I'm in like a leadership position.

Every time they need to teach a lesson or something, I'm the one that they make an example of, you know, like because I know how to fold my clothes right and hospital corners and all that.

Like they're like, you know, you don't even get a name.

They strip you of your identity.

You're recruit number nine and you're not allowed to say the word I like you can't say I need to go to the bathroom.

You go, sir, recruit number nine, request a head call, sir.