RSM calls me over as I arrive ... "you're the CSM for the parade - the real one has laryngitis" (sp??) --
Vern thinks to herself "Great, thanks for the heads-up - I guess I'm in front."
Brain not connecting with mouth - that comes out as Vern saying very out loud (with about 400 witnesses) as she lifts up her tunic at the front of the parade square ... "Is there any lint on my ass??"
(I will now thank my fellow WO for rushing over to check for me with the words "back off troops, I'll handle this task.")
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