When I was on ship, there was a particular apple juice machine that would give you the trots for about 6 hours and then you'd be fine. We used to stage "apple juice drink offs" with the new crew as an initiation rite. They would think that there was this weird crew ritual and just go with it. Little did they know that the next 6 hours was going to be interesting.
My initiation to the USS Green Bay was much the same. I demolished this Senior Chief. Wrecked him. 45 minutes later, I was leaving a rooster tail up the wall of the head in officer's country. I spent the better part of 8 hours in that head. Afterwards, I think I lost like 5 pounds, and I felt great.
My initiation to the USS Green Bay was much the same. I demolished this Senior Chief. Wrecked him. 45 minutes later, I was leaving a rooster tail up the wall of the head in officer's country. I spent the better part of 8 hours in that head. Afterwards, I think I lost like 5 pounds, and I felt great.
"There remain four irreducible objections to religious faith: that it wholly misrepresents the origins of man and the cosmos, that because of this original error it manages to combine the maximum servility with the maximum of solipsism, that it is both the result and the cause of dangerous sexual repression, and that it is ultimately grounded on wish-thinking." ~Christopher Hitchens, god is not Great
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