A Soldier, Sailor, and Airman walk into a bar. They make a bet with the bartender that they can each drink a keg of beer and make it with the hottest girl in the room in one hour. The Bartender says ok and gives them the key to the back room and one keg each. The Airman goes in with the hottest girl. After one hour the Bartender walks into the room to find the keg bearly touched, the woman untouched, and the Airman blacked out. The bartender says next and the Sailor attempts. This time when the bartender walks in, the keg is half empty and the sailor is blacked out. The woman still untouched. Next up is the soldier, after an hour the bartender walks in to find all three kegs empty, the woman ravished and bearly able to walk, but the soldier is beaten in the corner. The bartender wakes the soldier up and asked him what happened. The soldier responded by saying, A man came in drank everything, beat me silly, and made love to the woman, then jumped out of the window and yelled Ooooh Raaaah!!!!!!
Category: Marine Corps Stories
Thanksgiving 1962
For Thanksgiving the cooks were able to obtain some frozen turkeys from the Army. The cooks put the turkeys on steel tables, the cooks then sat on the other tables. We gave them all the heavy scrub brush heads we could find. The cooks spent two nights throwing the scrub brushes at the rats to keep them fom getting the turkeys. Worked. We had a good Thaksgiving… Anyone who was on Okinawa at that time can tell you the size of the rats, like medium sized dogs… No cats on the rock, I guess the rats got them…
Before The Days
I served on active duty before the days of "Cammies"… we were
issued and wore "Utilities".
The utilities were an olive drab green with a herringbone design
running through the very strong material. We never wore anything
else until we finally graduated from basic training. Then, once
a Marine, we wore Marine Greens, Tropicals or Dress Blues…
depending on the "Uniform Of The Day".
Semper Fi,
Bob MacGillivray
Corporal Of Marines
Platoon 63 "C" Company
Third Marine Recruit Training Battalion
Parris Island SC 1956
I Asked Him
Hey Sgt. Grit,
Came across this photo of MCRD San Diego taken from what appears
to be a twin-engine aircraft (maybe landing at the San Diego
Airport). The photo was loose in an album my Father-in-Law gave
me. He was a Korean-era Marine, Cpl A.L. Techlin, DUKW Driver.
191st
Thought you might like this copy of the 191st MC Birthday in Chu
Lai, Vietnam, 1966.
Fortunate Enough
Hello Sgt. Grit,
Just wanted to chime in on Marine Corps Birthday Ball pics. In
2007, my wife and I were fortunate to attend the 232nd Marine
Corps Birthday Ball in Fredericksburg, VA for the Combat
Development Command. Commandant Conway and future Commandant
General Amos were in attendance. We were fortunate enough to
have a few laughs with the Generals and get our pictures taken.
Happy Birthday Marines
Here are some pictures from our showroom on November 10th. We look forward to this day every year, just so we can wait eagerly by the the door and wish all of these Marines a Happy Birthday!
Born on the Marine Corps Birthday
My Dad was a Marine Raider in WWII and rather proud of having a son born on November 10th….I did not realize what special celebrated day it is until I was in Boot Camp at Parris Island….and how my Drill Inst. paraded me around to all the Squad Bays in 2nd Batt. Through out my hitch in the Marines('68-'72) even in Vietnam it was hard for anyone to believe ,even until this day.On Marine sites on the web, Facebook,etc.I always was overwelmed by the way no matter where you were,Nam, Med. Cruise, Stateside, and now in Civiian life, what a celebrated day.Or maybe it is the caliber of people I choose for friends being a Marine.(most are Marines)…..God Bless …Semper Fi… Sgt V.T.Ryan Jr.
Who’s the toughest???
The Commandants of each military branch were gathered around a campfire.
"I'm the toughest man here!" said the Commandant of the Army "I once fought an entire enemy battalion armed only with a bayonet!"
"No, I'm the toughest!" said the Commandant of the Navy "I once sunk an enemy fleet from a lifeboat!"
Radio men
Reminds me of when I was the ALO for 1/5, Feb. or Mar. of 1968. We were out west of Phu Bai on a company sized motorized sweep. Being road bound we got ambushed; during the first flurry of in and out going rounds, I and most of my TAC Party are laying in the mud and I can't find my radioman. I noticed that my troops are laughing their butts off. Being a really swift, steely eyed Marine Aviator I look back at the 6by we had just bailed off of. There, lo and behold is my radioman, his packboard w/big ass radio is hung up and he is balance on the edge of the truck bed, swinging in the breeze and flying rounds. So, after a good laugh I jump up on the truck bed and lift him enough to let him smash and sprawl in to the ditch. Once again Marine Corps policy dictates that the feathermerchant gets the biggest Load! O.E. "Sonny" James ALO 1/5 '68 P.S. I had the Best TAC Party in Nam!!!!!!!!!!!