Mickey

USS Hermitage LSD-34 DEEP SHIT

 

Dear Cheryl,

 

I’m up to my ass now.

 

First, on the way back from Bermuda
I got caught sleeping on watch. Second,
I got in a fight in the chow line and was taken
straight to the Executive Officer’s stateroom.

 

He said, “This is it sailor. No more chances.”

 

Then I got busted drinking on a phony ID
and spent the night in jail. The next morning
I was right back up here.

 

Guess I won’t get liberty for a while.

 

Love, Mickey

 

P.S. My new girlfriend says I’m a godless alcoholic.
That slays me!