According to this article it is "unprofessional behavior" for two men to sleep in the same bunk in the barracks.
But when BUD/S candidates piss on each other so that their buddy can feel something warm on his skin that is ok? Or how about when we all had to line up at MEPS and do the duck walk in our underwear?
The "gayest" experience I ever had in the Army was Ranger school. Where else would well groomed gentlemen go to the woods to spend time with other well groomed gentlemen? Seriously I've been huddled around a sand table when another Ranger was dropping a deuce not fifteen feet away because the damn Medic couldn't dig a slit trench in the dark.
And seriously, it's the damn Navy. Why else would the Village People make a song about it if it wasn't a little gay to begin with? And as a Soldier I will tell you that when it gets cold you will snuggle with another man and like it. I cuddled with another man for hours one night at Camp McCall as we both were stuck under the cloudless November sky in uniforms soaked black with beaver pond water.
Remember kids, it isn't gay if it happens in the field between consenting adults who don't make eye contact. But the moment the "Vampire Diaries" bores you to sleep on another mans rack it is gay gay gay. But then again, vampires are a more than a little gay.
My apologies to any actual homosexuals who might be offended, as this little post was meant to be tongue in cheek, but not in a gay way...
Hat tip to Sondra
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Social(istic) engineering has worked so well for NASA, why not the military?
Thanks, man. You had me laughing out loud.
I'm glad someone found it amusing. Of all the things the brass could get their panties in a bunch about they choose stupid stuff like this...
At least rum and the lash have been done away with, at least in public....
And seriously, it's the damn Navy.
Especially those dang sub sailors, with their hot racking and close and enclosed quarters under cover of the ocean deep, not to mention the submariners' nickname "Bubbleheads."
Pretty funny, AM.
There's nothing like the sting of 66 below zero with wind chill so we can't leave out my bros in the 10th Mountain warming up their feet on their battle buddies bare stomach when they get too cold and are in danger of getting frostbite. I definitely DON'T miss Fort Drum!
I remember lining up for chow thre times a day with the orders "nut to butt" (tightening the chow line). Spent 5 yrs in the Navy as a corpsman, and knew a few pole pirates. As long as they kept their shit to themselves, all was good.
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