Tanks POV
I stared at Ranger trying to find the words to tell him about how they had gotten into this mess. Ranger looked like he was barely holding in his temper.
"WELL!" Ranger had gotten sick of waiting.
"Ranger you know how sometimes Bomber can come up with some crazy ideas?" He didn't wait for an answer before contuning. "Well she came to Bobby and me for help with an insane idea and Bobby and I thought it best to tell he we would help so atleast we would know what Bomber was up to. When she talked about getting you drunk by using the drinking game we knew you would never get drunk and everything would be fine. Never for a second did we think that she would be drinking consternated drinks. I still can't believe she got yours and hers mixed up that shit had to have burnt all the way down."
"Tank, I am trying to stay calm but if you don't quit talking about nothing that makes any fucking sense I plan to beat the shit out of you then fire your ass."
I took a deep breath considering just letting him beat on me if that would keep me from having to say Ranger; Bobby and I were helping Bomber to get you drunk so we could tie you to the bed so she could fuck you. No way was he going to say it.
"RANGER" we heard Bobby well like he was really stressed I hadn't heard Bobby use that voice since we were in country during the war. Both Ranger and I took off at a dead run up the stairs into Ranger's bedroom.