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When I was a flight engineer for the Air Force on C-5’s we dropped into Ft. Campbell when Bubba the traitor was the head cheese. I rented a car and drove to my Dad's house in Tullahoma. Watching the news that night, I saw bubba was coming to town and his plane was going to be parking next to mine. I got pissed because I realized it would probably delay our departure from Ft. Campbell. I left early the next morning and drove over to our crews hotel in Clarksville. We got the hotel to give us a ride over to Ft. Campbell's Airfield and found SS agents at the side gate waiting for us. A female agent said, “we need to escort you to your C-5”. We let her in the van and sit in the front seat. We drove the short distance to the C-5 on the ramp. As we pulled up in front of our plane, I reached in my wallet and fished out a “Bill Clinton Traitor Rapist” Urinal Sticker I had the Koreans make me at Osan. Peeling off the adhesive, I slapped it on the female agent's back and exclaimed “fine job there Maam, serving the office” got out and went upstairs to start my preflight. What a sight it was to see the SS agent wandering back across the ramp to Air Force one with the sticker stuck on her back......