Dear Notebook,
Looking back on my previous entry, I realize I should explain that story now. The story of how one Real American Hero came to meet a Real Blonde boy with not only a sense of style, but with a smoking bod to go underneath those stylish clothes.
It was on an island in the middle of nowhere. I was doing a mission, saving this little third-world-country from itself-as is the American way. That's when I saw him. On the remote side of the island that contained the upper class, tanning on the beach. And, well let's just say that COBRA wasn't the only thing to rise up, if you know what I mean.
-G.I. Joe:
The Real American Hero
