Re: 2200
It was relatively easy to flip around girls over your shoulder when you were tall like Sam was, and had the strength as well, and Sam knew it. He was known to ramble on the subject, about just how effortless it was, about his natural talent, and would soon prove to be a dreadful braggart to the new base he was stationed at. Luckily, he remained unknown for now.
Sam grumbled a bit to himself and downed his punch, opting for a beer instead, at the very same time an airman walked up and asked for the same. Not yet getting a good look at him, Sam opened the bottle on the edge of the table and nodded, as if any compliments were all known to him already.
And they were, for the most part.
Sam grinned widely, gaze tilted to the ceiling as he took a big swig of his beer. "Only lessons anyone needs are the movie shows," he said smugly. "That's how I learned. Always thought formal training was a waste of time - or I was just born with natural talent. That's what I always say," Sam laughed out loud, turning to finally see who was talking to him.