Once upon a time, when men were men and Soi was not yet invented, when a group of warriors were waiting around for the "GO" order, sometime guys would get antsy.
Lots of energy, grit and focus was coiled up, and there was no where to direct it.
Someone would say something, someone would take offense, someones would start fighting.
I ain't saying that's ever happened to me. I'm just sayin' as a kind and compassionate DevilDog, I have ways of keeping the platoon in order.
Someones gonna end up doin' pushups till evening chow, if y'all don't hug it out soon.
You are all honorable, decorated and patriotic FReeQs. Please remember that.
DO NOT MAKE ME OPEN A CAN OF CHESTY, UP IN HERE!!
