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I'm back, bitches!
I turned 21 2 days ago. I got free beer, ammo, and soon I will get a free CZ-75 pistol. Yay!
LDAC kind of sucked, but whatever. I'll write a lot more about that later. The important thing for now is that we marched off the graduation parade field singing the best cadence ever, much louder than the other platoons.
"Way up north where the air is cold,
People up there ain't got much dough!
Only way to make a living
Is to KILL the baby seals!
Roast 'em, toast 'em, skin 'em, peel 'em!
Kick 'em in the head until they SQUEAL!
Only way to make a living
is KILL the baby seals!"
After talking to others, I've discovered that my platoon evaluators and patrolling evaluators put us through about 100 times more shit than other evaluators did to people like JJ or every other cadet in my regiment. Motherfucker.
I turned 21 2 days ago. I got free beer, ammo, and soon I will get a free CZ-75 pistol. Yay!
LDAC kind of sucked, but whatever. I'll write a lot more about that later. The important thing for now is that we marched off the graduation parade field singing the best cadence ever, much louder than the other platoons.
"Way up north where the air is cold,
People up there ain't got much dough!
Only way to make a living
Is to KILL the baby seals!
Roast 'em, toast 'em, skin 'em, peel 'em!
Kick 'em in the head until they SQUEAL!
Only way to make a living
is KILL the baby seals!"
After talking to others, I've discovered that my platoon evaluators and patrolling evaluators put us through about 100 times more shit than other evaluators did to people like JJ or every other cadet in my regiment. Motherfucker.