Don't be grateful. Send baby wipes. And porn.
Speaking of humor... near the end of my last catbox excursion (Afghanistan), my salty but good-humored platoon sergeant tried a subtle tactic out to get us disenchanted junior NCOs to reenlist after going nearly a year without seeing women by placing centerfolds with reenlistment oaths on our bunks. Didn't work but I did welcome the pretty set of legs.
