re: Under Armour fudged up

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I didn't see specific complaints from people representing the marine corps, where did you see this? Or were you just going on a rant about marines bc you saw an opportunity to do so? Funny you have a whiny rant about whining.

Sorry you couldn't hack it in the marines.

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I have kicked so much jarhead arse it became unsportsmanlike.

The one time one was my equal in the alleyways of Fayettenam was a guy named Pickle .... and he was a former jarhead who saw the light and left them and enlisted with us at Bragg. We ended-up being great friends ... and the only reason he survived that night was because when I dropped his arse I was respectful of the fight he had put-up and I walked away. Should have never turned my back on him because he got up and tackled me and managed to get his hands in my mouth and almost ripped my face off before I got the lick in that broke his orbital socket.

But, like I said, we ended-up being great friends for the next five years.

Another case .... when I was going through the old Recondo School we had six jarheads in our class ... and officer and five enlisted. Not one of them made it through the three month course. Now, admittedly we lost half the class before all was said and done ... but not a single Marine made it through the class.

I used to frick with jarheads so bad when they would come over from Cherry Point to jump with us so that there Force Recon guys could stay on active jump status ....

It was their shite talking uppity field grade officers that no one could stand. I bust jarheads' humps because they are always talking so much shite .... getting butthurt about every little thing. But it was always the officers that most of us couldn't stand. They'd prance around at Bragg, when we allowed them on post, clearly feeling insecure in the presence of paratroopers .... and it never failed, one would always find something to whine about to whatever commander they could find to listen to their whiney asses.

Marines .... pretty good straight leg troops. Not much in terms of thinking for themselves, but their nuggets get unscrewed in basic and a bunch of hooray bullshite gets poured in and then the hooooya shite starts. They're good for what they were made for ... but they are a bunch of whiney bitches when it comes to stuff like this and to this day my Brothers in Arms and I can barely stand to be around most of them. Even when you try to let them in to have drinks with you ... they'll end up getting butthurt over something or other.