My roommates told me of something like that I did. That week we had been learning about patrols, and had, naturally, been practising our parade drills with the invisible C7s. So one of the buddies is on weapons sentry, so when he's revived to "patrol the corridors," up I get in my tartan boxers and some shirt and start doing the walk around barefoot with my arms at the ready position. "What are you doing?"
"I don't know."
All I remember is going back to bed.
"Another good memory was during the field ex. The Section to our right is being bumped, and from 50 ft out, a MCpl tosses a smoke grenade. It arcs over the head of the fireteam, hits the mound behind their trench, and rolls in.
"GAS GAS GAS MOTHERF*****S!!"
To this they pull out their gas masks not, but continue throwing blanks and words at the enemy force. Eventually, the smoke builds so thick, they can't breathe. They throw down their weapons and roll out of the trench, and are promptly machine gunned at point blank by their charging grenadier. Freaking awesome. They had green heads for days".
Hey Zartan I believe I was on your SQ course (4 Section Right?)... Anyway...
This story also involves you. You and a couple of the guy's went to a bar the weekend after the field ex (Week Three I believe) and you got so drunk that you got thrown out so you walk from the entrance to the other side of the street, do an about turn and lift your leg (Stork Like) and hold this position for about a minute, you then walk back towards cowboy and when he asks you what you are doing you reply "I' am trying to prove to that guy that I' am not drunk" (pointing towards the bouncer). You then fall over.
When cowboy told me this story the day after, I fell over laughing (no seriously I couldn't stop for like two minutes, remember I was the guy who laughed at practically everything), It still brings tears to my eyes whenever I think about it.
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