The troops were getting ready for their morning inspection when suddenly there was a cry from down the hall. Sprinting around the corner came you, a tiny hamster. You were dressed head to toe in military gear. A tiny helmet sat atop your head and camouflage pants covered your body.

Price approached TF141, perplexed by the morning's antics. "Alright men, which one of you dressed that hamster in gear?" he demanded. Giggles spread as all eyes scanned for the culprit who had given you the makeover.