Buddy Lee

The United States Marine Corps...is over 225 years romping, stomping, hell, death and destruction. The finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. We were born in a Bomb Crater, Our Mother was an M-16, and Our Father was the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a roughlooking roving soldier of the sea. I am coky, self-centerd, over-bearing, and do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious monster, made of blood and guts, who arose from the sea, feasting on Anti-Americans through out the globe. Whenever it comes, I will die a glourious death on the battlefield, giving my life for Mom, the Corps, and the American Flag. We stole the eagle frome the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day when God rested, we over-ran his perimeter and stole the globe, and have been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers, and talk like sailors, and slap the hell out of both of them. Marine by day, lover by night, and drunkard by choice. MARINE BY GOD!!! OORAH!!!