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Originally Posted by Seer666
I pissed off a SEAL so badly that he actually pointed at his Trident and asked me if I knew what that meant. I responded "Physically fit, mentally unstable?" His first class was laughing so hard he made him back off.
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I am SO gonna plagiarize that from here on out.
Me? Very few badass moments ever. One of the highlights:
Boot Camp: Our last big training even before graduation was the Marine Trail, combining a bunch of required events (bayonet assault course, boxing, 3-mile run with gear, etc.) on the same morning. We'd had the final Physical fitness Test (run, pullups, situps) two days before, and other than a small cramp ing my arm, I felt fine.
We get to the rope climb. Never had a problem with it, didn't this time either... until, 58.8 feet up the 60 foot rope, I let go with my right arm to slap the crossbeam. That little cramp in my left arm? Yeah, I let go.
160 lbs. of me, plus flak jacket, helmet, rubber rifle, web gear, slamming down into the sawdust with a highly motivated "AAHHHH, FUCK!" the whole way down.
Got in line, did it again, with the same exact result at 58.2 feet up. The Drill Instructors pretty much decided that was enough for the day and sent me onward to the boxing competition.
Seriously, though, boot camp was a friggin' blast for me the whole time. Well, the training was - not so much the DIs terrorizing us daily...