well driving, hiking,swimming,fishing, partying, hanging with friends and family, and camping and having big ass partys.


Marines come in all shapes, shades, weights, sizes, and states of
sobriety, misery, and confusion. He is sly as a fox, has the nerve
of a dope addict, the stories of an old sailor, the sincerity of apolitician, and the subtlty of Mt. Saint Helen. He is extremely
irresistible, totally irrational and completely indestructible.

A Marine is a Marine all his life. He is a magical creature. You
can kick him out of your house but not out of your heart. You can take him off your mailing list but not off your mind. Marines are found everywhere... in love...in battle... in lust... in trouble...in
debt...in bars and ... behind them. No one can write so seldom and yet think so much of you. No one else can get so much enjoyment out of a letter or clean clothes or a six pack.

A Marine is a genius with a deck of cards. A millionaire without a
cent and brave without a grain of sense. He is the PROTECTOR OF
AMERICA, When he wants something it's usually 30 days leave, music that hurts the ears, a five dollar bill...or a woman he can count on.

Girls love them, mothers tolerate them, fathers brag about them,
the government pays them, the police watch out for them and somehow they all work together.

You can beat their bodies but not their minds. You can tame their hearts but not their souls.

He likes girls, females, women, ladies, and the opposite sex.

He dislikes small checks, working weekends, answering letters, eating chow, waking up, maintaining a uniform, and the day before payday.

You may as well give in. He is your long distance lover...he is
your steel eyed, warm smiling, blank minded, hyperactive, over reacting, curious, passive, talented spontaneous, physically fit, good for nothing bundle of worry.....

And will always be there for you regardless of how long its been since you've last talked.
Dawg~ This is a poem I wrote:
Hundreds of places I have been,----------------------------------------------- Thousands of miracles I have seen,------------------------------------------- So very many people I have met,---------------------------------------------- So was the life of this old Marine.---------------------------------------------- Have been to places hot and wet,---------------------------------------------- Or in temps so cold you can't forget,-------------------------------------------Through the air and on the sea,------------------------------------------------- Up a rope and down a cargo net.----------------------------------------------- All these places I have had to be,----------------------------------------------- All these things I have had to see,---------------------------------------------- All the things that I have had to do,-------------------------------------------- Have scarred my mind, my back and knee,----------------------------------- Yet all these things I gladly do,------------------------------------------------ and to my cause I'm always true,----------------------------------------------- I do the things that I have to do,------------------------------------------------ So bullies can't take this world from you.-------------------------------------- I know someday that I will die,-------------------------------------------------- and there may be nobody to cry,----------------------------------------------- but as my last breath is growing nigh,------------------------------------------ I will spend it saying "SEMPER FI".---------------------------------------------- A poem by this old Marine

MARINES AND GOD A United States MARINE was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan. One of the courses had a professor who was an avowed atheist and a member of the ACLU. One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes." The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes wentby and the professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down to the last couple of minutes when the Marine got out of his chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold. The Marine went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence. The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Marine and asked, "What the hell is the matter with you? Why did you do that?" The Marine calmly replied, "God was too busy today protecting America's Marines who are protecting your right to say stupid shit and act like an asshole. So, He sent me."

all kinds depends on the place i'm at lol