Told by a weird dude named Warnke, one of the strangest former Marines you'll EVER find.
Seems he was a Navy hospital corpsman, about 1969, which means that ZAP! he was in the Marine Corps so fast his head didn't stop spinning for weeks. Anyway, they were doing the "hearts and minds" thing, passing out candy bars to the Vietnamese kids in a Cong-influenced village. He was standing in the back of the jeep, flak vest, pot on his head, handing out the chocolate. Kid walks up, bows, gets candy bar, walks away, next kid does the same, and so on, until one kid, I guess about 12 years old or so, walks up, bows, gets his candy bar, and goes into a hut. He comes right back out with an AK-47, and shoots this Warnke guy. The slug passes through the gap between his vest and the meat of his upper arm, just a graze and not all that dangerous a wound, but the impact knocks him clear out of the jeep. He says that the ONLY thing he could think of as he's being blown backwards off the back of that jeep was:
"If you don't like Hershey's with Almonds, JUST SAY SO!"
<pa-dum-bump, ching!>
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