It’s fun extemporaneously editing song lyrics in real time when children are present to achieve a PG rating.
Haw!
I spent four years in the infantry, lateral moved to the 4000 (data processing MOS) field. In the infantry you could be coarse. It was a feature! If you were not in the infantry the rules were different. At computer school the instructors had us out on a run, called me out. I sang a jody ...
If I die on the Russian front,
The lead instructor whipped his head around, gave me such a look. Oh yeah, we're at Quantico. I completed the line
Bury me in Russian you-know-what.
The Marine Corps, late 80s, early 90s edition, puzzled me, sometimes.
We could train to kill people and break their hearts but could not sing raunchy call-response songs for fear of offending ... I am not sure exactly who. The enemy?
