Oh, I didn't say it, but I guess that means I'd take a mortar, a C-4, or a Mk19, and Dayamn again, I did that before I knew WTF a Mk19 was. Dayammnn. For those of you not on the front line, here's the caption that goes with the picture of a mk19 from this site:
http://www.americanspecialops.com/photos/special-forces/special-forces-mk19.php
"A Special Forces soldier with the 1st Special Forces Group mans a MK19 40mm grenade launcher mounted atop a Ground Mobility Vehicle (GMV). The MK-19 is
belt-fed automatic grenade launcher with an effective range of 2km."
This guy needs a pump. Please, please give him a pump. I'm pretty sure he's just having a hard time expressing himself, and just used the guns and explosives as a metaphor. But if not, then this poor sucker is stranded on the front line, covered in desert dust, surrounded by explosives (which are obviously his friends), and depressed because he's going to have a hard time taking his "friends" home. He could probably even use the pump to help hose himself off.
Plus, I'd just as soon have Mr. Stampede keep thinking about either 1) you giving him a pump, where he thinks of you fondly, or 2) not giving him a pump, where he'd then be obsessed with you. You. That would be far better than having him think about me taking the pump from him with my charm, charisma, and keen insight. I withdraw my application because how could I possibly compete against the entire US Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, National Guard, CIA, FBI, DEA, Coast Guard, and even the TSA on the front lines, particularly when they have their own Mk19's (w/ 1 mile range)?
and not for nothing, but are the soldiers on the road practicing the Village People's YMCA? Or are they spelling BYO in code?