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!!!