I hope you get drafted, and when you come back, your mother has a big dinner made for you, but you dont want to eat because you had to eat through your commanders leg in order to save him, but you just ate him because he tasted like pork. I hope your mother insists and you sit down in your empty house with you and your mother, and I hope she drops a sauce pan, which causes your shell shock to kick in and you jump on our mother , pinning her face to the floor. I hope you, in a rage, rape your own mother in her gapping vagina and when you're done, to hide the evedence, i hope you slice her into many pancake like slices and feed off of them untill your run out and die of starvation