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As a Marine, it’s really hard to capture the hate and romance you feel for the Corps with a few images.
We hate the Marine Corps but Love our fellow #marines. We would do anything for each other. It’s a brotherhood that is unmatched compared to anything I’ve experienced in my life.
From shitty living conditions, bullshit fuck-fuck games, standing by for hours for no apparent reason, shit gear that was apparently used in NAM, and an infinite list of other bullshit Marines deal with on a daily basis.
Part of me believes this is on purpose, to get us pissed as hell, so we want to deploy and fuck shit up.
Honestly, when I was still enlisted I’d rather be deployed than chilling back in North Carolina dealing with the BS. I’m sure this goes for most Marines stationed elsewhere.
While back in Garrison, we learned how to cope with the bullshit.
Whether it was getting shit faced drunk, playing ridiculous pranks on each other, gambling, strip clubs, fighting one another or just acting like complete morons. We learned to cope with the BS. Occupying our minds the best we could until we could deploy and do what we’ve been training to do.
I loved being deployed. I loved being shot at.
I loved going house to house with my brothers fucking shit up and doing what we trained to do.
I feel like nothing in my life will ever compare to those days.
The glory, the hardships, and dealing with the pain of putting your best friends in the ground. I never felt so much hatred. I never felt so much pain. I never felt so much joy. I never felt more alive.
It’s an experience that’s hard to put into words and only those that served in the Marines will truly understand. I’ve tried to capture those moments with these photos.
Semper Fi brothers. You nasty savages, Warriors… My true brothers.
It All Started On Those Damn Yellow Footprints
After Joining the Military, I remember leaving MEPS in a White Van back in 2005. I told my family and girlfriend goodbye. Their eyes were filled with tears, but I was focused on the journey ahead. I was excited and extremely nervous the entire time.
There was only 4 of us in the van. Because you learn early on not many enlist in the Marines compared to the other branches. You were part of the rare few that dare take the challenge to become a Marine in the first place.
We made one stop to get the last meal we would have for 3 months at a normal restaurant. I’m pretty sure it was Golden Corral. I remember I couldn’t eat much. My anxiety was growing the closer we got to Parris Island.
Then out of nowhere the driver asks us to put on blindfolds. That way we wouldn’t see the way off the island from what I remember. This is when I started questioning my decision to become a Marine.
Then the van stopped. He told us good luck and the DI was on his way. The DI opened the Door and all Hell broke loose. That was the first moment that would begin my transformation from a
He told us good luck and the DI was on his way. The DI opened the Door and all Hell broke loose. That was the first moment that would begin my transformation from a 17-year-old boy into a Marine.
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Shitty Barracks Haircuts
I remember when a bunch of lance corporals and myself thought it would be a good idea to buy some trimmers and give ourselves haircuts. We thought we would save tons of money by doing this.
Some how I got volunteered to be the barracks barber. I gave everyone in my squad a cut and I thought I did a good job. The next morning during formation our Platoon Sgt had a field day with us. He asked who the fuck gave you these haircuts? I replied: I did Sgt…
Boy did we have a bad morning and never got barracks cuts again.back to menu ↑
Everything’s A Pillow to A Marine
One thing that Marines do best is our ability to sleep anywhere. When we have any down time at all we will just pass out. It doesn’t matter where. We will make the best of the situation.
Like using a bottle for a pillow. I’ve actually used many empty bottles as pillows while in the Corps.
Hell, I recently used one while hiking at Zion National Park. Adapt and overcome.back to menu ↑
Marines Do The Weirdest Things
If there is one thing Marines excel at it’s acting up and just being downright ridiculous. It’s how we pass the time and deal with the BS.
It’s how we pass the time and deal with the BS.back to menu ↑
A Marines Love is Eternal
Hey! There is nothing wrong with a little man love.
Look it’s not about being politically correct. Marines do weird shit that most people would think is gay. I think it’s just a guy thing in general, but Marines take it to the next level. Just like the saying goes. It’s only gay if your balls touch.
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Chicks Dig Marines In Dress Blues
It’s true! Ladies love a Marine in Uniform. Well, as long as you are far from a Marine Corps base that is. I remember being in Athens GA during the Marine Corps Birthday. Holy hell! We had to beat the broads off us! Not to mention all the free drinks we got… Words of advice Marines. Go to the nearest college town during the Marine Corps Birthday. You’re Welcome!
I remember being in Athens GA during the Marine Corps Birthday. Holy hell! We had to beat the broads off us! Not to mention all the free drinks we got… Words of advice Marines. Go to the nearest college town during the Marine Corps Birthday. You’re Welcome!
Words of advice Marines. Go to the nearest college town during the Marine Corps Birthday. You’re Welcome!back to menu ↑
MCI’s Ain’t Nobody Got Time for That
If there is one crux that stops most Marines from getting promoted it’s completing their MCI’s. These are tests Marines take that go toward promotion. Most Marines just gaff these off and don’t give a flying F&CK if they ever complete them.
Most Marines just gaff these off and don’t give a flying F&CK if they ever complete them.back to menu ↑
Marines Live Chow to Chow
We love chow time. Hell, it’s how I made it through boot camp. No matter how stupid things got I always knew we would get to eat chow. It’s one of the most important times of day for Marines.
No matter how stupid things got I always knew we would get to eat chow. It’s one of the most important times of day for Marines.back to menu ↑
Marines Survive On #mre‘s
If there is one thing I don’t miss it’s MRE’s. I don’t even know how many I’ve eaten. What I do remember is the pain it caused once they left my body. I remember how we looked like packs of wild animals scavenging boxes to find that damn mac and chili MRE.
What I do remember is the pain it caused once they left my body. I remember how we looked like packs of wild animals scavenging boxes to find that damn mac and chili MRE.back to menu ↑
Sleeves So Tight Your Arms Turn Purple
Marines love tight sleeves. Sometimes we roll them too tight and we need assistance getting our blouse off.
Rolling too many times causes your arms to almost look purple. Your sleeves acting as a temporary tourniquet.