The USMC is over 225 years of 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 rough looking, roving soldier of the sea. I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and I 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, festering on anti-Americans throughout the globe. Whenever it
may arise, and when my time comes, I
will die a glorious death on the battle field, giving my
life to Mom, the Corps, and the American flag.
We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day, while
God rested, we overran his perimeter and stole the globe, and we've been running the show ever since. We live
like soldiers and talk
like sailors and
slap the hell out of both of them. Soldier by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice, MARINE BY
GOD!!!