MySpace Countdown ClocksDescription of A MARINE!!! Marines come in all shapes, shades, weights, sizes and states of sobriety, misery and confusion. He is as sly as a fox, has the nerve of a dope addict, the stories of an old sailor, sincerity of the pope and the subtlety of Mt. St. Helens. He is extremely irresistable, totally inactive, and completely indestructible. A Marine is a Marine all his life. He is a magical creature, you can kick him out of your house, but not out of your heart. You can take him off your mailing list, but not off of your mind. Marines are found everywhere, in love, in battle, in heat, in trouble, in debt, in bars and behind them. No one can write so seldom yet think so much of you. No one else can get so much enjoyment out of a letter, clean clothes or a six-pack. A Marine is a millionaire without a cent and brave without a grain of sense. He is the protector of America with the latest issue of playboy in his pocket. When he wants something it's usually thirty days leave, music that hurts the ears, a five dollar bill and a fine lady, but not always in that order. Girls love them, mothers tolerate them, fathers brag about them, the government pays them, the police watch for them and yet somehow they all work together. You can beat their bodies but not their minds, you can tame their hearts but not their souls. He likes war, alcohol, tattoos, getting crazy, and hanging out with crazy fuckers he meets on a daily basis. He dislikes small checks, working weekends, dear john letters (thanks to the ones who know they do it, you should really think about things before jumping into them), eating chow, waking up early, maintaining a uniform, cutting his hair, getting his heart broken but it happens anyways and the day before payday. You may as well give in, he is your long distance lover that you want to spend the rest of your life with. He is your steel-eyed, soft hearted, warm smiling, blank minded, hyperactive, over reacting, curious, passive, talented, spontaneous, physically fit, good looking, good for nothing, bundle of worry. He shatters all of your dreams when he tells you he comes home and doesn't but you are standing at his funeral. But he does it because he sleeps better at night knowing that what he does is for all he loves...
