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lockandload92
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id like to start by saying thank you to ALL of our armed forces of the past present and future.
i was reading a post in this forum group and in a persons signature it said something like
"if we look in heavans scenes we would find the streets are guarded by the united states marines"
if you know how the saying goes id like to hear it, because my history teacher was in desert storm, and hes probly getting redeployed in a few months, i would like to type it up and make a card for him, i appreciate what you guys do so i can be free.
i was reading a post in this forum group and in a persons signature it said something like
"if we look in heavans scenes we would find the streets are guarded by the united states marines"
if you know how the saying goes id like to hear it, because my history teacher was in desert storm, and hes probly getting redeployed in a few months, i would like to type it up and make a card for him, i appreciate what you guys do so i can be free.
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The quote is part of the Marine's Hymn and it goes like this:
From the halls of Montezuma
To the shores of Tripoli,
We fight our country's battles
In the air, on land, and sea.
First to fight for right and freedom,
And to keep our honor clean,
We are proud to claim the title
Of United States Marines.
Our flag's unfurl'd to every breeze
From dawn to setting sun;
We have fought in every clime and place
Where we could take a gun.
In the snow of far-off northern lands
And in sunny tropic scenes,
You will find us always on the job
The United States Marines.
Here's health to you and to our Corps
Which we are proud to serve;
In many a strife we've fought for life
And never lost our nerve.
If the Army and the Navy
Ever look on Heaven's scenes,
They will find the streets are guarded
By United States Marines.
still if any body has favorite quotes/sayings like * or anything id like to hear 'em
SEMPER FI
I've also liked the saying "Heaven doesn't want me and Hell is afraid I'll take over"....although I am a Christian and this is not particularly applicable to me.[^]
i am christian so i guess i cant exactly say it applys to me lol
any others?
also blood makes the green grass grow [xx(]
Little birdie with a yellow bill
Landed on my window sill
Lured him in with a piece of bread
Then I smashed his little head
My favorite candence:
Little birdie with a yellow bill
Landed on my window sill
Lured him in with a piece of bread
Then I smashed his little head
Did you censor yourself on that one?????????[;)][:o)][:D]
Originally posted by Mk 19
My favorite candence:
Little birdie with a yellow bill
Landed on my window sill
Lured him in with a piece of bread
Then I smashed his little head
Did you censor yourself on that one?????????
Maybe just a little[:D]
My favorite candence:
Little birdie with a yellow bill
Landed on my window sill
Lured him in with a piece of bread
Then I smashed his little head
Ha i remember my dad singing this to himself quite a bit
when i was a kid.
my dad was an army guy . he was stationed in korea during his stint in the seventies. all i know about it is that he was in what he called the "I-core". i think it was suplies or something like that
A yellow bird.. with a yellow bill (boot stomp)
Landed on my ... window sill (boot stomp)
I lured him in.. with crusty bread
then I... crushed his head (boot stomp)
I guess I'm just a.. MEAN MARINE... (boot stomp)
quote:Originally posted by Mk 19
My favorite candence:
Little birdie with a yellow bill
Landed on my window sill
Lured him in with a piece of bread
Then I smashed his little head
...and when he gets to the pearly gates
to St. Peter he will tell
"Another Marine reporting, sir
I've done my time in Hell."
i hated memorizing it in basic but i love it now
Zinderblock: Thanks for the last line to our Hymn. My fav is: "The more we sweat in training, the less we bleed in combat"- also like the Latin version of what Patton said to Gen. Lucian Truscott in Sicily 1942- Audace-- from Frederick The Great I hear- but the Latin is "Quid Audere, Vincere" means: He who dares, wins.
The British SAS also use a variant of this saying as their motto, "Who Dares Wins"
That motto is also one of my favorites, along with "Violence of Action".they really sum up the job.
C-130 going down the strip, Recon daddy gonna take a little trip. Stand up buckle up and shuffle to the door, step right out and count to four. If my shoot don't open wide, I got another one by my side. If that shoot don't open wide I'll be the first one on the ground.
Hey it was over 39 years ago. I think this is how it goes......hum to much Agent Orange.
"Give me two Australian divisions and i will conquer the world"
The Australian SASR has a good variation on the "Who dares wins" it goes something like "Who care who wins, what time do we go home?"
But the real motto for all SAS (Brit, Aussie, Rhodesian (back in the day) and Kiwi) is Check, check and recheck!
Special Order of No 1 Section 13/3/1918.
o This position will be held and the Section will remain here until relieved.
o The enemy cannot be allowed to interfere with this programme.
o If the Section cannot remain here alive it will remain here dead, but in any case it will remain here.
o Should any man, through shell shock or any other cause, attempt to surrender he will remain here dead.
o Should all guns be blown out the Section will use Mills bombs and other novelties.
o Finally, the position as stated, will be held.
* Bethune and his Section survived there for 18 days and was relieved. (He died peacefully in Tasmania in 1942).
Go back and tell your Commandant, "Australia's here to stay". Maj H G Moor, South Africa, 1900 on being asked to surrender.
I cannot surrender. I am in command of Australians who would cut my throat if I did. Colonel C *, Elands River, South Africa
Surrender? Don't be bloody silly, we're Australian. Anonymous
I was asked recently if I ever saw any discrimination in the Army. I replied that the Australian Army could never be accused of discrimination. They treat everyone like poop. Unknown (govt discrimination enquiry)
Airborne All the Way!!
Airborne All the Way!
Rangers Lead the Way!
"Hey man, if you don't make it, can I have your boots".
It took their mind of dieing and gave them a reason to live! ( to kick my * when we got back )
Floating down the river on an old shed door
One eyed dog and a "big breasted prostitute"
"breasts" so big she could suck it
"private part" so nasty my dog wouldn't "hump" it
Born in the Woods
Raised by a Bear
Double set of dog teeth
Triple coat of hair
2 brass balls and a cast iron rod
I'm a bad "mother pleaser"
I'm A Marine by God.
M - Mean as heck
A - All the time
R - Rough and Tough
I - In the mud
N - Never Quit
E - Every day
S - Semper Fi, thats the Marine Corps way
And my favorite marching cadence
You can keep your army khackis
You can have your navy blues
I've got another Fighting Man
I'll introduce to you
His uniform is different
The best you've ever seen
The Germans called him Devil Dog
His title is Marine
He was born of Parris Island
The land that God forgot
The sand is 18 inches deep
The sun is blazing Hot
And everyday he'll wake up
Before the rising sun
He'll run a hundred miles or more
Before the day is done
He's deadly with a rifle
A bayonet made of steel
He's took the Devils calling card
He's mastered how to kill
And when he gets to heaven
St. Peter he will tell
One more Marine reporting Sir
I've served my time in hell
So listen all you young girls
To what I have to say
Go out and find a young marine
To love you everyday
He'll hug you and he'll kiss you
And treat you like a queen
There is no better fighting man
Than a UNITED STATES MARINE!
My favorite candence:
Little birdie with a yellow bill
Landed on my window sill
Lured him in with a piece of bread
Then I smashed his little head
The way I remember it,you missed a few verses:
A little mouse
With little feet
Was sitting on
My toilet seat
I pushed him in
And flushed him down
Then watched that mouse
Go round and round
A little puppy
With little paws
Was sitting on
My table saw
I picked him up
Like a pound of meat
And then I cut off
His little feet
A little bird
With a yellow bill
Was sitting on
My window sill
I lured him in
With a piece of bread
And then i smashed
His little head
The moral of
The story is
To get some head
You gotta give some bread.
greese gun kbar 45
these are the tools he lives by
airborne ranger raging mad
hes got a tab you wish you had
airborne
ranger
blood guts sex and danger
thats the life of the airborne ranger
uh 60 low in the sky
these are the men that snivel and cry
sit down snap in slide down a rope
air assault what a joke
up one morning in the drisseling rain
dauned his chutte and borded the plane
mission top secret destionation unspoke
dosent even know if he is ever comming home
c 130 rolling down the strip
its taking off like a rocket ship
stand up hook up suffel to the door
step right out and count to four
slip to the left
and slip to the right
slip on down to the fire fight
if i die on that drop zone
box me up and ship me home
pin my medals upon my chest
tell my mama i done my best
burry me in the leaning rest
because i am airborne
all the way
airborne everyday
unfortunatlly since the late 90s most of the good old cadances have been baned by the Army. you know politically correct and all. i remember when i was a private at fort bragg in 95 if you were to step on the grass in another units area it would start a fight. gone are those days but not forgoten.
unfortunatlly since the late 90s most of the good old cadances have been baned by the Army. you know politically correct and all. i remember when i was a private at fort bragg in 95 if you were to step on the grass in another units area it would start a fight. gone are those days but not forgoten.
I remember barracks fights, whole barracks would "go to war" against other barracks. No guns or knives, lots of beer and good old bare knuckle brawling. I had a SgtMaj tell me, and the rest of my platoon after he bailed us all out of jail for a barfight, he don't mind getting our platoon out of jail for barfighting, barfighting and being a bunch of drunks are Marine Corps tradition that goes back to the creation of the Marine Corps at Tun Tavern in 1775, at least we hung out together and fought together as a unit and thats worth a phone call at 0200 to know his Marines watch each others backs. As far as cadences I believe they are unchanged in all male units as long as they stay away from POG unit areas. They want to avoid offending any females.
in the valley of death where the sun don't shine
the toughest mother f----r ever known was made
from a M-14 and a Live Grenade
he was a mean and lean fighting machine
who proudly bore the title of RECON MARINE
Momma told Johnny not to go downtown
Marine Corps recruiter was hanging around
Johnny didn't listen and went anyway
Hear what the recruiter had to say
Recruiter asked Johnny what he wanted to be
Johnny said he wanted to be infantry
Johnny was sent to Vietnam
There Johnny killed VietCong
Johnny was bad and Johnny was brave
Johnny jumped on a hand grenade
Saved the lives of the men he led
But alas poor Johhny he was dead
in 97 or 98 i was a SPC in the 82nd airborne as a anti-tank squad leader. two of the guys from another squad in the platoon went out drinking down town. when they get back to post one of them had been beaten up by two or three civilians, depending on which ones story you listened to. After gathering as many lower enlisted men from the company as we could find in about a hour, we started to infiltrate the bar that this happened at. sure enough three civilians are at the bar one with a black eye, one with a bloody mouth, and one talking poop about hitting a soldier with a beer bottle. as soon as we had enough combat power amassed we struck. i am not shure how many guys we had, but i know it only took three of them.
after all of this the only person who recived any punishment was the soldier who didnt help his friend out to begin with. the PSG made sure that he recived a company grade article 15 for " failing to render mutual fire support ". in the long run i am sure that he prefered extra duty over the alternitive the soldiers had for him. probably stuffed in a wall locker and after about 10 hours pushed down the stairs. mot enough to hurt him but enough to scare him into loyalty.
Senior Drill SFC Clark's favorite quote " Private there is 2 things in life I want to do most in life, one is to piss on Lenin's grave and the other is shove a Star Cluster up Jane Fonda's brat !"
Another quote from Senior Drill Clark was " I got a mental profile Private....I am not responsible for my actions if you piss me off"
Senior Drill Clark was about 6'7" and looked like Freddie Krugger from Nightmare on Elm Street. Dude scared the crap out of me for the first few weeks or so...then I started to think it was funny.
One of my other favorites was. "Private I'm gonna kick your * so hard you gonna be poopting KIWI for a week". (KIWI is shoe polish)
" Just get on down and beat your face Private" = do push ups and was the most common thing you heard for your first 6 months in the Army.
"ate the bleen up" Meaning your uniform or yourself is disorganized or not doing something properly. Just a good ole plain insult.
'When we marched out to the ranges we would sing the nasty cadence. One I remeber that was sort of unique my Drill used to sing was.
"see the lady in red....she makes her living in the bed"
"see the lady in black....she makes her livin on her back"
and so on and on.
Another weird one was.
"my girl is a vegtable, she lives in a hospital....and I'd buy her anything to keep her alive.
she has her own tv...it's called a ekg..... and I'd buy her anything to keep her alive."
and so on and so
It went on and on and was really quite gross....they had us sing plenty of morbid cadence back then. It was part of becoming reprogramed.
When we got to AIT, we went out on our first pass in 3 months. Several of us went to the latest Movie release of the time....It was FULL METAL JACKET. We all laughed quite alot I must say. We could relate to the movie during the boot camp parts. We did not have any Drills choke anyone...but there was a few cases where the Drills would man handle a private.
Anticipation of death is worse than death itself. I'm proud to have served at a time when shower and blanket parties were encouraged instead of being a punishable offense. They were also quite frequent. I can't remember a cadence without cuss words, and it was a sad day when stress cards were invented.
Blanket parties still happen, they are officially frowned upon and youare supposed to be discreet but they are an effective tool. Cadences still have cuss words, and stress cards are a myth. I think if anyone showed their drill instructor a stress card the drill instructor would probably eat the card and make the recruits life much more stressful for the rest of his time in bootcamp. I got out of the Marines in 2002 and things were pretty much the same as they were when I went in. I really don't think the Marine Corps is big on change, afterall many things are tradition and you don't screw with tradition. Where I worked semper gumby was considered foul language. In fact when entering our building there was a gumby doll hanging by his neck from a rope. It sent a clear message make a decision and stick with it.
Does It Look Like I Give A F@#K!
Of course this was back in the day when we used to polish our canteen cups, shelter half poles and pegs, burn strings off our uniforms and equipment, use Mnu to blacken all brass on our gear, use a marker to darken the US on everything, press our uniforms to a razor sharp crease, spit shine our boots, Field day the crap out of everything to include waxing floors to look like mirrors, starch and iron our socks t shirts and underwear to fit it neat piles of 4'x4' or 6'x6', have a separate set of cammies boots and 782 gear for field use that never seen a spitshine an iron starch or brasso, and have Service uniform, rifle, wall locker, junk on the bunk, and field day inspections every friday. If you didn't pass everyone went on a 25 mile hump with full combat load on saturday, then you were supervised chinese field day and correct deficiencies, and then everyone was reinspected on sunday. Thats why all of us lived off base and had 3 pair of cammies and 2 pair of boots for daily wear which had to be pressed and spitshined, and our combat gear and field uniforms and boots. Then our wall locker uniforms, and junk on the bunk displays stayed in our barracks rooms ready for inspection. We would only use our barracks rooms to shower after pt and change into our cammies. Those were great days when you felt like you worked with a bunch of brothers, and everyone stuck together no matter what.
Now that I am out of the Marine Corps I miss that. I don't know if the Corps is still the same but I would assume it hasn't changed too much since I got out. They finished integrating the new uniforms, Im sure thats the biggest change.