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What Is A United States Marine?

I am 232 years of romping, stomping, hellraising, death, and destruction. I am the finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. I was born in a bomb crater. My mother was an M-16 and my Father is the Devil. Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life.

I am a rough looking, roving soldier from the sea. I am cocky, self centered, and overbearing. I do not know the meaning of fear for I am fear itself. I am a green amphibious fighting machine made of blood and guts that arose from the ashes of my enemies, I prey on anti-Americans throughout the globe. Whenever it may arise and whenever my time comes, I will die a glorious and grotesque death on the battlefield, giving my life for the Corps, Mom, and Apple Pie.

I stole the Eagle from the Air Force, the Anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. Then on the 7th day, while God rested, I overran His perimeter and took over the Globe and I have been protecting it ever since!

I live like a Soldier, talk like a Sailor, and slap the shit out of both of them. Warrior by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice, and...

MARINE BY THE GRACE OF GOD ALONE!