Stress is the confusion created when one’s mind attempts to override the body’s burning desire to choke some jackass who’s begging for attention. Traumatic stress is the confusion that remains once a leader decides not to choke the jackass for reasons of political correctness.
–Marine Gunnery Sergeant
Fix Bayonets! 
Damn….I’ve got a lot of choking of jackasses to catch up on!
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Better get to it then!
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Please don’t choke me…
“Song for St. Tamminy s Day.
“The Old Song.
Of Andrew, of Patrick, of David, & George,
What mighty achievements we hear!
While no one relates great Tammany’s feats,
Although more heroic by far, my brave boys,
Although more heroic by far.
These heroes fought only as fancy inspired,
As by their own stories we find;
Whilst Tammany, he fought only to free,
From cruel oppression mankind, my brave boys,
From cruel oppression mankind.
“When our country was young and our numbers were few
To our fathers his friendship was shown,
(For he e’er would oppose whom he took for his foes),
And made our misfortunes his own, my brave boys,
And he made our misfortunes his own.
“At length growing old and quite worn out with years,
As history doth truly proclaim,
His wigwam was fired, he nobly expired,
And flew to the skies in a flame, my brave boys,
And flew to the skies in a flame.
Kawanio che Keeteru!
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