I'm right there with ya, Old Guy. Blood type, schmlood type, right? Suit up and let's operate. They ain't ’murcans anyhow.

‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
       Some one had blunder’d:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

Oh, wait… did you say defend? Okay then, let me know as soon as Iraq launches their attack.

      - Mark