Yesterday some very lucky Marines got picked up in some limos! On person hosted 16 men for the day! The only gripe I have is that my guys did not eat enough in my opinion! Eat more! I felt like an Italian grandma saying "eat! eat!" all the time. At lunch all of us swap what we don't want to eat for what we do with each other. I don't care for the creamed spinch I give it to steve. Bart did not want his yams, he gave it to me. I said something along the lines of "wasn't that easy" when Fucking Moron pipes up. Yeah Maeve we all know how easy you are. I looked at him and said "well bless your heart for noticing. Yep, I'm a very easy person." He then realized his smarmy remarks were not going to get me riled and he slurred back with "well I try to be easy, but no one wants it" Well do you think maybe if you SOBERED UP some one might?
I also found out he let the crab infested cunt move back in too last month for another short stay. What ended this stay? They both got drunk and then the Cunt started threatening to kill them all with a steak knife. The neighbor had to call the cops when they heard the commotion. Do you think the FM pressed charges? Oh hell no!
Ack!
Any way, on to happier thoughts. We were on a mission yesterday to find the guys some girls to chat with. We ended up down at the SC pier to check out the new to us monument for the Marines. Steve and I hung out at the resturant there while the guys when trolling. It was a nice and relaxing day. One of the guys started falling asleep on the ride back to base. Mission accomplished. Two well fed and tired Marines.
