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This is about hubby’s Army pal who perished in those desert sands. I hope it gives you a giggle.
He was an alum and rolling in the sand box from a tank (I believe), having all manner of no-fun. It was the early days of the war and they were still dealing with the locals who were pretending to be friendlies. Well, they had tons of MREs…and he called them Roll Tide Chicken Chicken.
He would run through the town and the kids would learn to call out to him, “Roll Tide Chicken Chicken!!!” He would toss the MREs out the tank with a smile.
They were pork MREs.
Ahem.
So now, whenever I hear Roll Tide, I hear Chicken Chicken on the end of it.
LauraB
December 8th, 2008