Pricky Seven

Goodkixx was over last nite, and spinning Marine Corps stories. I always love them (The march in Italy. Okinawa Girl and her parents. The devil dogs double dog. Obv., I love the stories...) There's all sorts of ranks and staffs and all that- Kixx never went above private, so he was like an E-3 or so (lowest is E-1), When he was new to the corps, he was taken advantage of by the jokers in his platoon. He was sent on a run to get the pricky seven, whatever that was. He went to each platoon, who sent him on to the next. Finally he about gave up, so someone pointed out this old marine to ask. He asked the guy, who said What? Kixx repeated, and the grizzled old marine shouted You've fucking found a prick E-7 right fucking here, you fucking son of a bitch. Drop down and give me twenty. What fucker told you to fucking come here? Send that fucking cockmotherfuckingsucker over here.....

An older story was of his punishment for something was to dig a hole in the driving rain, and when he finished, he had to fill it all in.

Mama, don't let yr sons/daughters grow up to be Marines................'cause they'll be in Iraq right after boot camp and will do tour after tour and you will die of being afraid for him/her.