Conscript 2989: Experiences of a Drafted Man

Excerpt: ''I am now truly a member of the army of the great unwashed and unwashable—no, I take that back. They are washable. I saw a grizzly old 2Sergeant herding four of them out to the washroom this evening. Each of them carried a formidable square of yellow soap and a most unhappy expression. But the Sergeant looked pleased with his detail.''