Over two centuries of ramping, stomping, Hell, death and destruction. The finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. They were born in a bomb crater, their mother was a M16, and their father was the devil. Each moment they live is an additional threat upon your life. They eat concertina wire and piss napalm; they can put a round in a flea's ass at 500 meters. They're roughish looking, cocky, self-centered, dirty, nasty, stinky, sweaty, filthy, overbearing, and beautiful sons of a bitches who's kept the wolf away from the door for 235yrs. They don't know the meaning of fear for they are fear itself. They're green amphibious monsters made of blood and guts who arose from the sea. Whose sole purpose in life is to perpetuate death and destruction upon the festering anti-Americans throughout the globe whenever they may arise. When their time comes they'll die a glorious death on the battlefield, giving their life for the brother or sister next to them, family, freedom, God and country. They stole the Eagle from the Air Force, the Anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. Than on the 7th day when God rested they overran his perimeter and stole the Globe so they've been running the show ever since. They live like soldiers, talk like sailors, but will slap the shit out of both of them. They're Fighters by day, Lovers by night, Drunkards by choice, but a United States Marine by the act of God.
If you can read this thank a Teacher, if you can read this in English thank a Marine