I was at MCRD San Diego in April '06. We were always running out sh-tter paper and we were told by our company 1st Sgt that supply wouldn't provide us with anymore for a while because we over used our supply. So we would have to “acquire” some from other platoons & that all the DI's would be made aware of this.
So there I was with 2 other recruits, in our deserts, leaving our squad bay through the head across deck into the next empty squad bay where we would devise our plan. 0100 we planned which house we'd raid & what to do if caught by a DI or MP.
We slowly & quietly crept down the back stairwell to the first floor moving towards the head entrance of MRP3's house. 3 recruits crawling under the windows against the wall so we wouldn't be seen. There we were 3 portholes away from the DI's porthole when 2 Rovers on firewatch came out to dump the mop water & at that moment we froze, stopped dead in our tracks!
We thought for sure we were busted. One dumped the water while the other looked around, but they were completely sidetracked by their intense conversation. They looked past us and went back in. We crawled faster knowing we were pressed for time now. We got to the hatch, head recruit was fallin asleep so slowly, one by one, we snuck into the rain room then to the sh-tter room and began pocketing all the sh-tter paper. We snuck back out and crawled back out.
We decided to confidently stand tall and walk by as Marines right past front guard. As we did a Rover came out to question us at that moment snapped as Marines and ordered the recruit back in the house and we continued on to our house. We had a big laugh the next day when every recruit was acquiring napkins from the mess hall. Thought I'd share this funny story with anyone else who has gone through this too.