An Inhofe combat vision:

Place: Some godforsaken hellhole on the backside of the planet.
Time: 0300, the near future

WHOMP
WHOMP
WHOMP
WHOMP
WHOMP….

Co-pilot: LZ ahead, got him on IR, just to the left, behind that burned out tank….
Pilot: Got him! Heads-up, guns, this could be hot! Hovering now!
PJ: Sling down……Ok, he’s in the sling. Winch up………Ok he’s in with me.
Rescuee: Goddamn am I glad to see you guys! Been out here 3 days, fucking gomers everywhere!
PJ: Wait a second buster! Is my ass too big for this suit?
Rescuee: What the fuck? Oh, ok, no it’s really kind of cute.
PJ: FAG!! Get the hell out of here!
Rescuee: No! AIEEEE!
SMACK! AIIEEeeeeaieee…THUMP!
Pilot: Is he in, PJ?
PJ: No, had to throw him back.