Made PFC in boot camp, got to the Redeye Platoons and lost it for choking the shit out of the Duty Sargeant with his own tie. Major Wilson held my office hours, was clearly embarrassed for the stff sargeant when he presented his tie with the grease stains from my hands. Which was the real story as i had hot wired some Corporals car and blown the tranny in it. I was replacing it when the Staff Sargeant showed up in the parking lot accusing me of playing loud music LOL. I had 19 months time in grade as a Private when orders came for Viet Nam. Inever startd em but always finished em, win lose or draw i did not give a fuck.
I was told you could not get your next rank without at least one new scar from a friendly bar room dance. The trick is(I hate to give this away) don't get drunk until after your done dancing. Being of the Irish persuation I didn't always follow the rules on the dance floor.
That was good you that took me back to my mom husband 20 year Navy men, Vietnam vet who ran a bar in country fighting all the time .
SO COOL WHEN YOU HEAR SOMEBODY ELSE SAY THE SAME THING YOU WENT THROUGH NOT AS BAD AS DON ONLY GOT 1 LOR BUT I WAS SNEAKY AND WAS AFAST TALKER SOOOO FUNNY DREAT DON TELL SOME MORE