Be careful Mr. Fish.  You could be charged with rape, hunted by Interpol and extradited to Sweden.

Back in the 60’s and early 70’s, when America used to have one big war at a time, a friend created an enlistment poster similar in theme to this, but with a bit more freakish nuance. Picture a white sand beach with blue waters stretching along and off into the horizon. A palm tree jungle is along the landward side as a helicopter gun ship hovers above firing rockets into the jungle; out the open side door, a helmeted crew opens up with gatling type machine guns in the direction of the exploding rockets. The colors are all vivid with flames of orange and red and yellow. The sea a startling blue and the sand white in a hot vibrancy. Standing, and facing out of the poster is a young black man, obviously an American soldier with only his flack jacket on and open, his muscle rippled torso visible, his arms also bulging with honed muscles. An M16 gripped in one hand, the other magnificent arm pointing into the seaside jungle. White sands are covering one camo boot to the ankle, the other planted firmly on the beach. His helmet is pushed hard on his afro and the strap is loose; a sparse beard rings his chin, his moustache fading into it, his eyes alert and twinkling. At his feet, and clinging to his leg, is stretched out long and lithe, a beautiful young Vietnamese woman in traditional garb and long flowing black hair; her face is turned up at him right near his bulging groin, as he points away. In her face, one can see fear and a simple pleading. The sky is cloudless except for greasy smoke trailing out to sea in the distance. Across the top of the scene is written in bold red, white, and blue letters: “Join the US Army”, under and across the bottom is written, again in bold letters of red, white, and blue: “And Fuck The World Over!”