Terminal Lance “Happy Easter!”

Ahh, Easter. The time of year when children hunt for painted eggs on the dirty ground and Catholics everywhere feel guilted into attending their annual church outing. I don’t really have anything profound to add here, but the moral of this story is that you should never trust Marines to paint or draw on anything.

I always wondered what it’s like to be a military brat. My family was largely non-military, so I never had the experience of growing up on a base and shifting around all over the country on a whim as a child. I imagine it’s not an ideal childhood, but then again, I don’t think anyone actually has that.

Regardless of your upbringing, you should enjoy yourself this weekend. Remember, if you drink enough on Saturday night, the easter egg hunts are a lot more fun when you’re still drunk.

Lastly, this is obvious, but if you found yourself in the Air Force and really excited about my recent announcement that I was going to be changing Terminal Lance over to “Terminal Airman,” you’re going to be sorely disappointed. April 1st is a day of pranks, and every year I try to do something fun. However, hell hasn’t frozen over yet, so don’t expect me to draw Air Force cartoons any time soon.