The USMC is over 245 years of romping, stomping, hell, death, and destruction. The finest fighting machine the world has ever known. We were born in a bomb crater, our mother was an M-16 and our father was the devil. Each moment I breath 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 ALL anti-Americans throughout the globe.
We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day when God rested, we over-ran his perimeter and stole the globe, and have been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers, talk like sailors and slap the shit out of both of them on a daily basis. Warrior by day, lovers by night, drunkards by choice,
MARINES BY GOD!!!
Semper Fi
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARINES!!! GET SOME!!!
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