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I remember some ding dong eating a whole bottle of aspirin in basic. Another jerknut ate a couple fistfuls of Tide. I loved basic. But this was way back when the Drills where still kicking the shit out of recruits in order to weed out the slackers and wussies. Now I hear that they give you massages and aromatherapy sessions. My personal favorite was the gas chamber in basic. Goddamn that was funny! Guys literally screaming to God and the mothers thinking that they were dying. Snot and blood and tears and spit flowing out their eyes, mouths and noses. Guys puking all over the place. They kept me in the chamber for about two minutes just to make sure I wasn't holding my breath. I remember the Drill asking "Why ain't you puking boy?!" "Because I'm not a pussy Drill Sergeant!"
Man, I wish everyday in the Army was like Basic. I hated that motor pool.
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