225 years of romping, stomping, hell, death and destruction. The finest fighting machine the world has ever seen. We were born in a bomb crater, our mother was an M-16 and our father was the devil.
Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life. I am a rough looking, roving soldier of the sea. I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and I do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself. I am a green, amphibious monster made of blood and guts who arose from the sea, festering on anti-Americans throughout the globe. Whenever it may arise, and when my time comes, I will die a glorious death on the battle field, giving my life to Mom, the Corps, and the American flag.
We stole the eagle from the Air Force, the anchor from the Navy, and the rope from the Army. On the 7th day, while God rested, we overran his perimeter and stole the globe, and we've been running the show ever since. We live like soldiers and talk like sailors and slap the hell out of both of them. Soldier by day, lover by night, drunkard by choice, MARINE BY GOD!!!
The Marines are the world's premier fighting force.
(1) A professional assassin. (2) A minister of death, praying for war. (3) A population control specialist. (4) An indispensable element of the United States Foreign Policy. (5) The only reason for the existence of Marine helicopters. (6) A revered warrior who will go anywhere at any time and destroy whatever he is ordered to destroy -- as long as he is allowed to sing obscene songs, kick cats, drink, brawl snd embellish war stories beyond recognition. (7) A member of the gungy group of misfits known as Uncle Sam's Misguided Children. (8) A warrior for whom all reading and writing test requirements have been waived and for whom "Ooo-rah!" is the proper response to any question from a superior.
If you can read this thank a Teacher, if you can read this in English thank a Marine
Faithful to God, Country, Family and the Corps.