On some days, my wit can be razor sharp. In 9 years, I have seen a lot of people be a lot of things. FN Pokey wanted me to take him to a porn store outside of the tourist trap district where the liberty bus drops sailors off. I mention this to the roommate, who has no semblance of a brain mouth filter. He usually says what everyone is thinking. He wants to come along, too. We are planning to give this kid a hard time. In the store, I immediately find the biggest, nastiest, bell and whistle having dildo, and at the top of my lungs holler, “FN Pokey, is this what you were looking for?” I think he tried to crawl under the nearest book shelf.