The night before the burial of her husband 2nd Lt. James Cathey of the  United States Marine Corps, killed in Iraq, Katherine Cathey refused to  leave the casket, asking to sleep next to his body for the last time.  The Marines made a bed for her, tucking in the sheets below the flag.  Before she fell asleep, she opened her laptop computer and played songs  that reminded her of “Cat”, and one of the Marines asked if she wanted  them to continue standing watch as she slept. “I think it would be  kind of nice if you kept doing it” she said. “I think that’s what he  would have wanted”. -Not sure what is more honorable: Being  married to this faithful wife to the end or the Marine standing next to  the casket watching over them both.
I look at this and I laugh myself into a mini coma.

A fucking grammar lesson.

Grammar lesson:

They’re = They fucking are.

Their = Shows fucking possession.

There = Specifies a fucking location.

You’re = You fucking are.

Your = Shows fucking possession.

We’re = We fucking are.

Were = Past fucking tense of “are”.

Where = Specifies a fucking location.

Than = A fucking comparison.

Then = A point in fucking time.

A lot = A large fucking amount

Alot = Not even a fucking word (But it’s a fucking city) 

(Source: cavum)