In the beginning was The Plan.
And then came the Assumption.
And the Assumption was without form
And The Plan was completely without substance
And the Darkness was upon the face of the Seabees
And they spoke among themselves, saying
"It's a crock of sh*t, and it stinketh."
And the Seabees went unto their Chief's and sayeth,
"It's a pail of dung and none may abide the odor thereof."
And the Chief's went to their Company Commanders and sayeth,
"It is a container of fertilizer, and it is very strong, such that none may abide by it."
And the Company Commanders went unto their Commanding Officers and sayeth,
"It is a vessel of fertilizer, and none may abide its strength."
And the NMCB CO's went unto the Regiment and sayeth unto them,
"It promotes growth and is very powerful."
And the regiment went unto the Brigade and sayeth unto them,
"This new Plan will actively promote the growth and efficiency of the NCF."
And the Brigade looked upon The Plan and saw it was good and The Plan became POLICY.
This is how sh*t happens according to SeaBee's.
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