you are still in the deck office most of the time though and you still sit around with the bosun and listen to his sea stories about how he was on a gun boat in vietnam [ 120 ] running up the rivers and it was hot as hell all the time and the fucking viet cong would wait until you got the boat to somewhere it wouldnt turn around and then theyd open up and youd jump on the .50s and hammer the bush and that other chicano simenez or something would pop grenades over the trees while the skipper hauled ass up the river farther and farther until one night you knew you must be over the border into cambodia or some shit like that and you couldnt raise the base on the radio anymore .