I had this drill sgt with no neck that used to blurt the f bomb like he was having an epileptic fit. We used to try and count them as he sputtered on like a lawn mower trying to crank. I mean he used to shake and everything. I pity the bastards that had to go to jump school with him...
I was amazed he even took breaths. Come to think of it maybe the f bomb was his breathing...
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