The Great Bullet Removal

I got to perform a little surgery the other day...I was in a terrible mood, and had taken to finding a refuge in my mind, and staying there. I don't know if it was the fact I got a chance to use some of my skills, or simply the satisfaction that I had the opportunity to take a scalpel to an authority figure...I won't dwell on the psychobabble, but nevertheless, I felt like a new man later! I decided to put a few pics of the thing up.

Some minor surgery

Cardona is not only a good infantryman, but a wonderful scrub nurse!

I enjoy the blood of the innocent as well as the tears of the weak!

The finished product. (Mattress sutures are always a little ugly.)