This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My rifle is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it, as I must master my life. Without me my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. Before God I swear this creed. My rifle and myself are defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviours of my life. So be it... until there is no enemy... but peace. Amen.
There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on niggers, kikes, wops or greasers. Here, you are all equally worthless.
God has a hard-on for marines because we kill everything we see! He plays His games, we play ours! To show our appreciation for
so much power, we keep heaven packed with fresh souls! God was here before the Marine Corps! So you can give your heart to Jesus, but your ass belongs to the Corps! Do you ladies understand?
It looks like the best part of you... ran down the crack of your mama's ass and ended up as a stain on the mattress. I think you've been cheated.
— What's your excuse?
— Sir, excuse for what, sir?
— I'm asking the fucking questions, private. Do you understand?
— Sir, yes, sir.
— Well, thank you very much. Can I be in charge for a while?
— Sir, yes, sir.
— Are you shook-up? Are you nervous?
— Sir, I am, sir.
— Do I make you nervous?
— Sir...
— Sir what? Were you about to call me an asshole?
— Sir, no, sir.
— How tall are you, private?
— Sir, 5'9", sir.
— Five-foot-9. I didn't know they stacked shit that high. You trying to squeeze an inch in on me somewhere?
— Sir, no, sir.
— Bullshit. It looks like the best part of you... ran down the crack of your mama's ass and ended up as a stain on the mattress. I think you've been cheated.
We are here to help the Vietnamese, because inside every gook there is an American trying to get out.
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