Hey Marines! I Need Some Help

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BRENDAN MCCARRON 1st MAW DANANG 1966 68. - May 5, 2020

BARBER HAVE YOU EVER SHAVED WITH A BUCKET OVER YOUR HEAD? TRY IT. DO YOU KNOW HOW TO GET RID OF LICE ON YOUR BALLS? SHAVE ONE SIDE THEN SET THE OTHER SIDE ON FIRE AND STAB THEM WITH AN ICEPICK AS THEY FLEE. PRINT THAT. DO YOU KNOW WHATS LOWER THAN WHALE SHIT NOTHING BECAUSE IT’S ON THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN. PRINT THAT. IN MY 3YEARS 2 MONTHS AND 11 DAYS IN THE MARINES I NEVER SAW A WOMAN MARINE. I GUESS YOU WANT TO BE POLITICALLY CORRECT AND SELL MORE COPIES. LOVE TO HEAR THEIR STORYS. SEND THEM TO US WHEN YOU GET THEM VIA SGT GRIT. BYE THE WAY WHAT IS THE TITLES OF YOUR BOOKS??. THESE MARINES STORIES ARE GREAT. THANKS FOR THE LAUGHS MARINES. JIM JOIN THE MARINES AND YOU WILL GET YOUR OWN STORY TO PRINT.

Jim Barber - May 5, 2020

Daniel, please forward this story to me, including your date of enlistment and boot camp picture if you have it, to bootcampstories4@gmail.com.

Jim Barber - May 5, 2020

Gio, please send this story to me, including your name, date of enlistment, platoon number and duty station, to bootcampstories4@gmail.com. Thanks

Daniel Miller - May 5, 2020

Dan Miller Plt.3105, SD 1974. One night when we were participating in free time, two of our D.I.’s were in the duty hut when D.I. Sgt. Brundage walked in and started talking to them. All of a sudden I heard “Sir, Pvt. Miller, Eye eye Sir!. I dropped my boots and ran to the duty hut, pounded on the hatch and reported “Sir, Pvt. Miller reporting as ordered Sir”. The was a brief moment of silence from the D.I.’s until one of them yelled “Who’s that!” Again I reported in the appropriate manner. Then Sgt. Thymes yelled “Get in here!” I entered the duty hut and saw all three of the D.I.’s looking at me and asking me who ordered me to the duty hut. I replied “Sir, the private heard the guide call the privates name so the private reported to the duty hut, Sir!” Sgt. Thymes then ordered the guide into the duty hut and asked him what was going on. The guide told him “Sir, The guide heard Drill Instructor Sgt. Brundage say that he needed to get layed tonight so I called Pvt. Miller’s name!” The look on Sgt. Brundages face was priceless and Sgt.’s Thymes and Parrish executed a perfect about face and stood there and laughed silently but you could see them vibrating. Sgt. Thymes then did another about face and ordered me out of the duty hut. I don’t think anything happened to the guide but he did stay in there for a few minutes counting.

Jim Barber - May 5, 2020

Dick, send me this story and include your date of enlistment, platoon number, duty station and boot camp picture to bootcampstories4@gmail.com

Jim Barber - May 5, 2020

Claude, send me this story with your date of enlistment, duty station, platoon number and boot camp picture to bootcampstories4@gmail.com.

Gio - May 5, 2020

I went through OCS in the summer of 71. For reasons unknown to us lowly Candidates we were moved to a different barracks every day for the first four days. Each time you were assigned a different rack. On the third night in a new barracks we stood at attention in front of our racks as the Sergeant Instructor standing next to the light switch gave the commands Prepare to Mount, followed by Mount! The two Candidates at the rack next to the light switch both jumped into the bottom rack. Needless to say the Sergeant Instructor went ballistic questioning their sexual preferences and accused them of attempting to pull him into the rack with them. The rest of the platoon laid in our racks at attention but could not stifle our laughter and were allowed to get away with it. The two sexual offenders did bends and mothers for a long time and the fire watch was given specific instructions to check through out his 2 hour watch that they remained in their own rack and to pass it on their relief to do the same. The next day was our haircut day. We were standing at attention “rockets to sockets” lined up in front of the barber shop in Mainside Quantico. The two sexual offenders from the previous night were together in the line. The Sergeant Instructor saw this and again went nuts. He pulled the two of them out of the line and said if the were going to continue in their sexual perversion they will have to make it legal. On the steps of the barbershop he conducted a marriage ceremony complete with cigar bands for rings. He did not have them kiss to end the ceremony but did have them hold hands and skip together around the block yelling “We are married”. This time most of the rest of us realized that laughing in public would not be an option, those that did paid the price.

Dick Elchert Plt. 279 - May 5, 2020

Boot Camp P.I. May 67. We had our week of Mess Duty A the W.M. mess hall. One day a W.M. D.I. marched her girls up to the front of the Hall, put them at ease. Then she called them to attention saying. When I say ATTENTION all I want to hear is 70 pussys sucking for air. We about died laughing. You probably won’t be able to print this one.

Claude Michel - May 5, 2020

Had a member of my 3rd Battalion, Plt 3029, 1979, named Recruit Sacks. He reminded me a bit of “Sad Sacks” actually. We were at the rifle range, he was on the ready box to my right so he was clearly in my view. My SDI, SSgt Vickers walked up to him w/a small toad in his hand & I believe jokingly told him to “eat this f%*king toad Sacks. As fast as he said it, Sacks snatched the toad from his hand, put it in his mouth & started chewing. The look on my Audi’s face was classic disbelief. Needless to say, I couldn’t help snickering & did some time in “the pit. Like they drilled into our heads, “discipline is instant, willing, obedience to orders, Sir”. This was a clear example of it. I still chuckle to this day when I think of that day.

Jim Barber - May 5, 2020

Dan, any help you can give to locate the Sgt would be appreciated. Send your story to me at bootcampstories4@gmail.com