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So I'm sitting here watching Full Metal Jacket for the uptenth time, and just thinking of some of the stuff my Drill Instructors use to say. One time we were in the pit being dug (we were being dug, not the pit). It had rained a little the night before and the sand was still a little wet, and sticking to our boots. We were doing leg lifts. One of the guys got caught knocking his boots together, to get some of the sand off. One of the DIs had him holding his feet 6 inches of the ground, knocking his boots together, saying "There's no place like home" over and over again!!!! That was pretty funny stuff. | ||
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Someone was talking and another said "Shhhh" "YOU SOME KIND OF FUCKING SNAKE? EVERYONE IN THE MUD AND SLITHER. NOW!" | |||
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The Unmanned Writer |
"How do you7 feel now hotshot? You feel like taking/twitching/skylarking/[etc]?" Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it. "If dogs don't go to Heaven, I want to go where they go" Will Rogers The definition of the words we used, carry a meaning of their own... | |||
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| Staring back from the abyss  |
Day one, with the whole company of us out in front of the barracks doing vomit inducing push-ups, I was the last guy standing. There I was, locked up at attention, and feeling pretty cocky. Then the senior drill sergeant got right up in my face and just stared at me for what seemed like an hour before asking me, "Do you love me, Private?". Knowing full well that there was no correct answer, I just said, "I'll go ahead and get down now Sergeant."  ________________________________________________________ "Great danger lies in the notion that we can reason with evil." Doug Patton. | |||
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I will simply plead the fifth as I was a Drill Sargeant before dumping the Army and taking a Naval commission.   Certifiable member of the gun toting, septuagenarian, bucket list workin', crazed retiree, bald is beautiful club! USN (RET), COTEP #192 | |||
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| Oh stewardess, I speak jive.  |
"Beat your fucking face, private" and many other quaint ditties. | |||
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*Drill instructor walking the line for nightly inspection. Stops at my bunkmate and stares at him. DI: Damn stinkin' Recruit [Smith]...gonna be a terminal fat body. *stares at his belly for 30 seconds in disgust *pokes belly Recruit: he he (yes, just like the Pillsbury dough boy) *DI almost loses his bearing *Swiftly walks back to the DI hut *comes out after 5 minutes DI: You're gonna f*cking pay for that one [Smith]. Now come tell me some more jokes on my quarter deck. *smokes him for an hour while making him tell jokes. | |||
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One I still use on my kids today: "You're moving like pond water!! Move with a purpose!!! Move, move, move!!" Another good one - DI gets in face of recruit and yells "What state are you in???" <We were at Ft McClellan> Recruit: "Uh, Alabama?" DI: Wrong, I asked you what state you are in!!!" Recruit: Mumbled nervous nonsense DI: Wrong! You are in a state of confusion recruit! Now get down and beat your face until I get tired! “Facts are stubborn things; and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our passions, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.” - John Adams | |||
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His Royal Hiney |
I don't remember any sayings my fat drill instructor said. I still do remember the marching ditty he told us. Each line repeated in cadence. A yellow bird... with a yellow tail... was sitting on... my windowsill... I lured him in... with a piece of bread... and then I smashed... his fucking head! "It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life – daily and hourly. Our answer must consist not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual." Viktor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning, 1946. | |||
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Here's an evil (and non PC) DI trick: On day three, the DI gathered us all together and told us that there were no homosexuals permitted to serve in the military. He went on to say that anyone who wants a discharge for homosexuality could see him in his office to begin the separation process. He then went to his office and left us alone. Several of my fellow troops who were quite fed up with basic decided they would opt out in this manner. The first guy went in and told the DI that he was a homosexual. The DI then shouted: "So you are a queer"? "Prove it"! "Suck my dick"! The poor dude then suffered lots of abuse for the duration of basic. Thank God I did not fall for that little trick! End of Earth: 2 Miles Upper Peninsula: 4 Miles | |||
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| Uppity Helot |
My T.I. Said this : Stay - in - step Y'all - looklike- shit Said in perfect cadenceThis message has been edited. Last edited by: divil, | |||
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I was a drill sergeant before commissioning, still in the Army. For the sake of my career, I too plead the fifth. | |||
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Ours one day told us he was always right because he had a "Military Mind".  | |||
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| I believe in the principle of Due Process  |
After 54 years, I no longer remember what the boot camp company commander's name was, or anything he said, but I do remember that he was an AT1. I thought that was "First Class Animal Trainer" until 25 years later my law school study partner admitted he had been an Avionics Technician. Luckily, I have enough willpower to control the driving ambition that rages within me. When you had the votes, we did things your way. Now, we have the votes and you will be doing things our way. This lesson in political reality from Lyndon B. Johnson "Some things are apparent. Where government moves in, community retreats, civil society disintegrates and our ability to control our own destiny atrophies. The result is: families under siege; war in the streets; unapologetic expropriation of property; the precipitous decline of the rule of law; the rapid rise of corruption; the loss of civility and the triumph of deceit. The result is a debased, debauched culture which finds moral depravity entertaining and virtue contemptible." - Justice Janice Rogers Brown | |||
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| Crusty old curmudgeon  |
My DI was as intimidating as a bull Moose in rut. 6 ft 4 or 5 in. and I'd guess around 240 lb. of nut'n but muscle. On top of that he had a voice like James Earl Jones and knew how to use it. About 3 or 4 days in, he comes up to me and plants his face 6 in. in front of mine. DI: You miss your mommy private? Me: NO DRILL SARGEANT! DI: Is your mommy pretty, private? Me: YES DRILL SARGEANT! DI: Do I remind you of your mommy. Me: NO DRILL SARGEANT! DI: Are you saying I'm ugly? PRIVATE!! (it was at this point I realized I was screwed) Me: NO DRILL SARGEANT! DI: SO YOU'RE SAYING I'M PRETTY LIKE YOUR MOMMY!!! It went on like that for a few more minutes and I ended up doing an ungodly number of pushups. Jim ________________________ "If you can't be a good example, then you'll have to be a horrible warning" -Catherine Aird | |||
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Fly High, A.J. |
DI: "Why you looking at me private? Do you like me? Likin' leads to lovin', and lovin' leads to fuckin'. Do you wanna fuck me private?" | |||
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I used to sound off with some growl in my voice. I turned 18 "Up North" My mom sent brownies for my entire platoon. My Senior Drill Instructor talk to me on the phone about it. So, when they came I had to put the phone down, tap out of the duty hut and run out screaming on the quarter deck. "I AM THE COOKIE MONSTER!!!!" So the Senior could here me over the phone. Wasn't loud enough. "I AM THE COOKIE MONSTER!!!!!" Still wasn't loud enough. So I busted a gut "I AM THE COOKIE MONSTER!!!!" "Ninja kick the damn rabbit" | |||
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//Yelled in giant black guy voice// "Boy if you don't knock the shit off, I'm gonna rip your head off and skull fuck ya. Then I'm going to do something that will really surprise ya." Peter 5:8 | |||
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| Oh stewardess, I speak jive. |
My favorite is probably: "...It's mind over matter, private, I don't mind and you don't matter..." | |||
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The whole company was in formation waiting to enter the mess hall. One recruit turns his head slightly to look at the seagull that landed in the grass beside him. Out of nowhere 3 Company Commanders (Coastie DI) converge on him in an instant. CC 1 - what the fuck are you looking at!? CC 2 - Do you think that bird is pretty!? CC 3 - What's the matter, do you need a FRIEND!? CC 1 - how about you spend your lunch with your new friend. Recruit spends the next 30 minutes marching outside the mess hall shouting "here pretty bird, be my friend pretty bird". It was hard to eat listening to him and not burst out laughing. | |||
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