Omanis

He did want to see some action though, as the last couple months had been boring. They were on a military outreach campaign, a “hearts and minds” thing. That meant they were sposedta mingle with the locals in Muscat. Wojo wasn’t never much of a mingler though. Oughta use women for that, women can mingle. Pam’d be good at it.
But Omanis was like mad anti-woman, like they’d never mingle with a female. They’d prolly grope her, they’re like that.
They got a taxi ride into Muscat and took in a coffee in the local cafe. The Middle-East got mad good coffee, bet! Cuz they don’t drink alcohol, prolly, maybe, coffee is the only fun drink they got. And tea. But Wojo don’t mess with tea.
He smiled at everyone they met, and all of ’em looked back with suspicion but then acted friendly. Oman was an American ally, but the Omanis were not, if that makes sense. The country versus the people. Arabs don’t smile at strangers. Wojo don’t know enough to know he shouldn’t be smiling at Arabs. Tommy did, he knew about that stuff, he picked it up like a sixth sense. If he tanned hisself, grew a beard and got a perm, he could pass for Omani, prolly, definitely. Tommy did do exactly that later on.
He sat there like a tumor while Tommy and the shepherdy Omani gabbed along, and then, before Wojo knew it, he was heading into the steam baths of Muscat and the shepherdy one was already undressing before they even got in there. Mad back hair! Wojo don’t wanna judge the Omani culture, but they got too much body hair! Wojo do get his chest hair growing over his shoulder onto his back sometimes, but he gets his neighbor Avery to shave it, it’s called civilization, shit!

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Wojo the Action Hero

Wojo is a bricklayer whose Marine Corps days are far behind him… until his old Navy buddy Tommy turns up