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You might be a grunt if:

You can't make sense of any of the abbreviations used by the New York Stock Exchange, but know by heart the trading value of every component of a C-Ration or MRE.



When buying a new house, your first examine fields of fire and dead space in the front yard.

Within two hours of moving into a new home, you post a fire plan sketch in the kitchen, master bedroom, and forward one to the commanding officer of your new duty station.

During a chance encounter with homeless people, you find yourself leading the discussion on the insulation value of cardboard.



You still carry a John Wayne (P-38) around your neck.

Packing for a trip always involves toilet paper, even when traveling by air.

You mentally map out avenues of approach when viewing a painting of a landscape.



Your doodling consists of big blue arrows, primary and alternate positions, and barrier plans.

In the course of making peanut butter sandwiches for the kids, you find yourself giving a lecture on how to mark a landing zone by lighting C-Ration peanut butter.

Your Y2K contingency plan was a case of MREs and some heat tabs.

You have told your kids to muster in the den in 10 minutes for a frag order and they know what you're talking about.



You have an E-tool in the garage.

When you catch the neighborhood kids digging in your yard, you take your turn and transition into a class on aiming stakes and grenade sumps.

The neighborhood kids have all gone home and your are left to dig the supplemental positions by yourself.
Your write off 18 holes of golf as terrain appreciation.

When looking for a street address, you assign your family sectors of observation.

Punishment for your kids involves words like restriction, forfeiture of pay, and EPD instead of grounded and no allowance.

You have busted your kids back to Private at least once.

When escorting your child's class on a field trip, you have everyone side step through the chow line.

You have deadlined your wife's car for going beyond the recommended oil change mileage.



You describe a West Texas Dust Storm as good obscuration.

When passing a large open area, you automatically look overhead for powerlines that could obstruct its use as a landing zone.

Your kids all have liberty cards, and they have been pulled many times.

You have recommended that proficiency and conduct marks replace the standard grading system in public schools.

You keep your important papers in an old ammo can.



When walking by discarded boxes, you can immediately spot those that would work as a field expedient head.

You can make a sentence out of nothing but acronyms.

You can conjugate every acronym that you use.

Your daughter knows that ear rings are not an authorized component of an acceptable date.

Every family member on your table of organization conducts a monthly inventory of their table of equipment.

Your kids know how to fill out a missing gear statement.

You consider the X-Files to be mundane compared to the stories you have heard at non-judicial punishment.

You have referred to your wife as the XO or the Gunny.

The neighborhood kids ask you for a class on camouflage and concealment before they play hide and seek.

Your son borrows your camouflage utilities before playing hide and seek with the neighborhood kids, and knows to take the fluff dried ones to better break up his outline.

When you explain what you did in the Corps, you just say grunt and expect everyone to know what you mean.  Why wouldn't they?



Semper Fidelis!

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I started this as a friendly dig on Mr. Woodchuck, but then I got to thinking.................Hey, wait-a-minute! I resemble quite a few of those comments!

Hmmm.... My wife started out as a DI and has move up to XO 

Ahhhh Mr Ford ......Bless your heart....how'd you know. I feel right at home now.

Don't know much 'bout MRE's but those C-rations......make a damn fine meal....LOL!

ANYONE WANT CRACKERS AND JAM?...................LOL!
If you have been around some you know the response....grins!

OR......DO YOU KNOW WHAT A 'WISK BROOM' IS?

The JW is not 'round my neck but is on my keychain...........

While in and during an inventory we found some C-rats that needed disposal due to expiration dates.. The Sgt had us open every can of pears, fruit cocktail, and peaches and dump them in a barrel. A couple of weeks later he said he had to go breathe his reciepe. I swear he didn't take but about three steps when an explosion (a large burp really) took place. The Sgt freaked out cause his mash was all over the ceiling. The funny thing is no one liked the poor man and when he tried to give us a direct order to clean the mess up.....we reminded him that only lawful orders were to be followed..........the Sgt was in there for hours and we laughed like hell....what is it that they say about 'payback'?

Quote from: hokiewoodchuck on May 12, 2012, 03:30:32 AM
Ahhhh Mr Ford ......Bless your heart....how'd you know. I feel right at home now.

Don't know much 'bout MRE's but those C-rations......make a damn fine meal....LOL!

ANYONE WANT CRACKERS AND JAM?...................LOL!
If you have been around some you know the response....grins!

OR......DO YOU KNOW WHAT A 'WISK BROOM' IS?

The JW is not 'round my neck but is on my keychain...........

While in and during an inventory we found some C-rats that needed disposal due to expiration dates.. The Sgt had us open every can of pears, fruit cocktail, and peaches and dump them in a barrel. A couple of weeks later he said he had to go breathe his reciepe. I swear he didn't take but about three steps when an explosion (a large burp really) took place. The Sgt freaked out cause his mash was all over the ceiling. The funny thing is no one liked the poor man and when he tried to give us a direct order to clean the mess up.....we reminded him that only lawful orders were to be followed..........the Sgt was in there for hours and we laughed like hell....what is it that they say about 'payback'?

Mmmmm-mmmmmm! I like me...some M-R-E!

It beat the chocolate nut roll any day of the week! That was the only thing that German kids would throw back at us as we roadmarched by.

Then there was the green eggs and ham, or lima beans and Mutha-f****'s!