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My brother told me one fast story on the phone one time.

He said they were all in a group in Bootcamp and one of the recruits was saying the group prayer.

At one point, he said, "and please bless us all, and please bless the Drill Seargent...."

At this point, the DI grapped him by the collar and slammed him into the wall and yelled in his face, "That's Drill Instructor M***** *******!!!"


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Boot Camp Lines (courtesy of grunt.com)

Flippity flop, mob stop!


There are only two ways off of this island, maggots. A pine box, or a Greyhound bus.


(snapping in at the range) You think it burns now, wait until I sit on your shoulders!


"Platoon 2102" ........"MARCH INTO CHOW"


Fat bodies to the end of the line, skinny bodies to the front.




Poster by the DI house of Life Magazine showing number of wounded Marines being medivacced many with severe injuries, "Sick Call goes at 08:00 now what's your problem sweetheart?"


"Pack your trash *****, you're going to Motivation Platoon"


To WM"s......There is over five miles of **** on this island. And for the next 13 weeks, you ain't gonna see one inch of it!


ANOTHER GLORIOUS DAY TO SERVE THE CORPS......


We're on YOUR time, now ladies!


YOU EYEBALLING ME PUKE?!



This is my rifle,
This is my gun,
My rifle's for killing,
My gun is for fun!


BENDS AND MOTHER ******...ALL OF THEM THAT HAVE NOT BEEN DONE...READY,...Begin........


"You can take the man from the Corps, but you'll never take the Corps from the man"


"Semper fidelis is our creed... Marine Corps, is our breed"


"If anybody could be a MARINE, it wouldn't be the MARINES."


"The road to hell is paved by the bleached bones of the privates that fell by the wayside."


Before going to sleep at the range we had to sing the Marine Corps hymn and then in unison "God bless America, **** Ho Chi Minh.


GET ON YOUR STINKING FACE...NOW!!!!!


YOU JUST WANNA TO KILL MY SAND FLEA, HUH?!!!


Good thing you're not a Marine yet, Because when a Marine quits HE'S DEAD!


Another Glorious day in the Corps, Where every meal is a fest and every job a job is a chance to shine.


I love this ****!


Chesty wouldn't like that!


Good Morning! MARINES!!!!!! (LAST DAY)


You keep going until I'M tired!


You maggots pissed me off.....Squat thrusts forever.....


Yea, though I walk thru the valley of death, I will fear no evil, because I'm the meanest Mother ****** in the valley.


Good night Chesty Puller, where ever you are...Oorah!


You have 30 seconds! 29... 28... 10. 5. You're done! You're stinkin done!


I?m gonna get the senior to take ya straight to da PITT!!


You want to play games? We can play all day long...!


WAKE UP!!


"The smoking lamp is lit for one cigarette"


"ARE YOU TALKING TO ME PUKE?!?!?" ...... "I CAN'T HEAR YOU!!!!"


YOUR OTHER LEFT, **** FOR BRAINS!!!!!!


Your Marine Corps left, maggot!!!!


"Sir! The private requests permission to speak! Sir!"
"YOU TALKING TO ME MAGGOT!"
"Sir! Yes Sir!"
"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
"SIR! YES SIR!"
"WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU MAGGOT?"
"SIR! THE PRIVATE REQUESTS PERMISSION TO VISIT THE HEAD. SIR!"
"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"
"SIR! THE PRIVATE REQUESTS PERMISSION TO VISIT THE HEAD SIR!"
"DO IT!"


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Boot Camp. . . through the eyes of a recruit
Submitted by: Don J. Flickinger Sgt. USMC

Recruit Training, United States Marine Corps, officially comprises three definitive phases. First Phase concentrates on orientation, study of military subjects and physical training. Second Phase includes marksmanship training, combat exercises and long hikes. Third Phase is service week, final polishing and, finally, graduation.

Three phases also exist in the mind of the recruit. These are not, however, the same three phases measured by exact dates in the drill instructor's schedule.

Phase one begins in the small, dark hours of the morning. The former happy civilian steps off the bus into a world of disorientation. His mind is snapped into abject shock. Cardiac arrest is a distinct possibility.

The drill instructor is absolutely the most sadistic, maniacal tyrant he has ever encountered. It is beyond comprehension that one human being could treat another in such fashion. In his daily struggle to survive, the recruit becomes psychoneurotic wondering if the psychopath in charge will allow him to live another day.

The days pass. The crying in the sack at night subsides as the mind becomes numb and the spent, weary body literally dies. Forgotten are the lofty principles and goals that fired enlistment. Graduation is not a word in the vocabulary. The recruit lives in limbo, a lethean existence.

One night after lights out, the recruit lies on his rack contemplating "the worst mistake I ever made in my life." The body and the mind have reached the limits of endurance. Slowly, he begins to make a decision.

Initially, his thoughts are that he cannot continue another day. If that is the end of the thinking process, he sinks into despair will soon be released to return home.

Continued thinking, however, brings the drill instructor into focus. Anger begins to rage within the recruit. Further thought heightens the wrath within to a frenzy. The irrevocable decision is made, "I will not let that son-of-a ***** defeat me."

Second phase begins the next morning at roll call. The recruit responds in a voice that is sharp and quick, loud and distinct, and permeated with a tone of defiance. On the parade deck his movements suddenly become snappy, displaying a newly found arrogance. Despite the aching body, his physical training scores shoot upwardly.

The recruit has engaged the drill instructor in a mental duel. He is determined that he will excel and that the drill instructor will never again single him out. Yet, as he struggles it seems that the drill instructor is answering the challenge and singles him out with continuously accelerating the demands ever increasing expectations. With grim determination, the recruit rises to the challenge.

One day the recruit is astonished with the sudden realization that he has executed a command, perfectly and with relative ease. His mind engages in further introspection. He notices the transformation of mind and body. Gone is the deep-seated defiance, replaced with absolute confidence. He has achieved the "can do!" attitude, which he will have for the rest of his life.

Third Phase has begun. The recruit now struts, proud and tall. Graduation, wearing the Eagle, Globe and Anchor, and being awarded the title "Marine" are realities.

He minimizes his own participation. All credit is given to the drill instructor. All earlier attitudes give way to one of genuine deep respect and hero worship. "If I ever go into combat, I want him as the leader."

The former civilian will be forever a Marine and the drill instructor will live within his mind.

On 16 April 1954, I proudly strutted across the Parade Deck, Marine Corps Recruit Depot, Parris Island, South Carolina, having earned the title, "United States Marine." Again, on 20 May 1994, I strutted, with even greater pride, across the Parade Deck, Marine Corps Recruit Depot, San Diego, California, coming from the reviewing stand, in uniform, after the ceremonies, to welcome my son to the "Band of Brothers."

The mental phases of training as perceived in the mind of the recruit are based upon my own impressions and reflections from the time. They were confirmed by my son's Senior Drill Instructor. He further indicated that the phases are imposed by design and that the drill instructor is acutely aware of the current mental phase of each recruit.


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Hog Boards
Submitted by: Ed Aldridge
When I was in MCRD, Parris Island in April of 76, I experienced one of the most harrowing experiences of my life but at the same time one of the funniest.

We were in the 6th week of training and we had just put up a hog board (a bulletin board with pictures of our girlfriends wearing bikinis or less) at the front of the squad bay, just outside of the Drill Instructors quarters.

Everyone had sent home for pictures and that include the DI's. The only time we were allowed to view this was in the evening just before racking out. It was a sacred board and the DI's had told us so. They told us if we looked at it any other time before the allowed time that there would be dire consequences.

So one day the DI locked us all up at attention, on line, and he went into his quarters which was a small room that had Venetian blinds around it, which were closed. We had been bunked in alphabetical order. My name started with an A so I was the first in line. The guy next to me also started with an A and he was second. This guy had the attention span of a 2 year old. His eyes and body were always wondering around.
I noticed, through my peripheral vision, that he had gotten fidgety and was looking across my body at the Hog board (which was positioned about arms reach from me).

All of a sudden all hell broke loose. The DI came out of his quarters screaming. He threw his clipboard halfway down the squadbay and went straight for my eyeballing buddy.

The conversation went like this:

What in the Hell do you think you are doing, Alexander!?

Nothing Sir

Don't lie, maggot. I know what you were doing. Would you like to tell the rest of the squad , you sh!t for brains!

No Sir, Private did nothing Sir!

Oh, so now I am a damn liar trying to make a victim out of you

No Sir!

Were you not eye f*****g my wife?

No Sir!

So my wife is not good enough for a maggot like you?

No sir ???Private doesn't know sir???

Son, you have just made my death list! Drop to the ground and give me pushups until I am exhausted!

Then he came up to me and got within an Inch of my face and asked me if I had been eyeballing his wife. I answered no sir. He asked me if, during free time I had noticed his wife and I replied yes sir. He asked me if I wanted his wife. I replied, yes sir, she is the hog I desire most on our board, sir!

He didn't laugh, but it took a lot of effort on his part. On graduation day he said it was that moment he knew I was going to make a fine Marine!


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