RE: The American South
March 13, 2012 at 2:29 pm
(This post was last modified: March 13, 2012 at 2:31 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
I, for one, choose death.
(Strange as it sounds, these people really do grow on you. The culture does have it's allure. You're never too far from a good bellylaugh, for example, and they have a tendency to laugh right along with you, even when they don't know you're laughing at them. Now that is some friendly shit..isn't it?)
(Strange as it sounds, these people really do grow on you. The culture does have it's allure. You're never too far from a good bellylaugh, for example, and they have a tendency to laugh right along with you, even when they don't know you're laughing at them. Now that is some friendly shit..isn't it?)
I am the Infantry. I am my country’s strength in war, her deterrent in peace. I am the heart of the fight… wherever, whenever. I carry America’s faith and honor against her enemies. I am the Queen of Battle. I am what my country expects me to be, the best trained Soldier in the world. In the race for victory, I am swift, determined, and courageous, armed with a fierce will to win. Never will I fail my country’s trust. Always I fight on…through the foe, to the objective, to triumph overall. If necessary, I will fight to my death. By my steadfast courage, I have won more than 200 years of freedom. I yield not to weakness, to hunger, to cowardice, to fatigue, to superior odds, For I am mentally tough, physically strong, and morally straight. I forsake not, my country, my mission, my comrades, my sacred duty. I am relentless. I am always there, now and forever. I AM THE INFANTRY! FOLLOW ME!
