Picture Time: Boyd is a B.A.M.F.

I'm currently waiting for files to copy over between a couple computers this morning. While waiting I figured I would start the first of many Picture Time: posts that you'll find here.

The reason my face is so distorted in this picture is because just to the right of me, out of view of the shot, a good friend of mine had just flicked cigar ashes into the wind. Their final destination: my looker-balls. Still, even with the cigar ashes in my eyes, I do appear to be a B.A.M.F. with those two links of 7.62 draped around me.

Eat your heart out, Rambo.

Circa 2005, Kuwait
26th Marine Expeditionary Unit
MEWSS-95