Confession #8

I want to serve in Nam in 1972, and be a part of a crack commando unit that was sent to prison by a military court for a crime we didn't commit. We promptly escaped a maximum security stockade to the Los Angeles underground. Today, we are still wanted by the government, and survive as soldiers of fortune. If you have a problem, if no one else can help, and if you can find us, maybe you can hire...the A-Team... and me. That's me on the left... not Face man... me... stupid Face... always standing right in front of me... loser...