I’ma Wuss!
A REMF!
A Chairborne Ranger…
I get tired after three miles…
Whats a Remf?
We know! …and it’s okay! 
Rear-Echelon-MotherF***ers…
A standard insult to nonfrontline or non-combat arms soldiers in the armies of us cringing in our bunkers safely behind the lines as we eat all of the candy bars and drink all of the beer meant for the poor bloody infantry on the line…
That day, I still can remember it. :rolleyes: I had to walk like… what… 3 feet?! from where I stood to get a coffee 
. You know how tired it made me!! They should bring it next time.
I have a babe in the office to do that… and fetch the coffee.
Is she up for a blind date? My office is still empty, no “furniture” at all 
She asked me to pass on her compliments, and sorry to disappoint you, but now she’s known a man…there’s no going back.