At least I'm going somewhere with my life. Guess what, I have a job, that pays a salary. What do you have, sitting in your living room day after day, doing nothing but watching shitty youtube videos or trying to entertain yourself with video games you don't even buy yourself. Have you ever even...
Oh, look at who's come crawling out of his fucking shit hole of a life to try and come up with something vaguely hurtful. Like, goddamn, is it not enough that you hate your own life that you gotta try and make life shit for everyone else? Maybe if you finally half-way finished a fucking project...
The height difference is a lot less than the picture implies. I was standing on the curb, so that gave me a few extra inches. I think TC is actually just a bit taller than me in actuality.
All the Marines were milling around outside, wondering if we were gonna go to war finally. Everyone was less shitting themselves and more itching to go.
So Hawaii, and various defense agencies, just got a blaring alarm telling everyone a ballistic missile threat was inbound.
False alarm.
Woke my ass up for nothing.
Well, congratulations again. Hope it's everything you want it to be. I'm out in Hawaii right now, myself. What's your position in the tank? Or do they not assign those to you yet? I honestly don't know any tankers out here.
Also, obligatory comment about Marine Dress Blues being the best.
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