Where in NJ?

hehehe... probably not meant to be funny but I thought it was

I actually wanted to join the Air Force at one time....alooong time ago.

Yep... just an old joke from jarhead jargon.

When you get hurt in the field, the most beautiful thing you'll ever see is a Navy Corpsman. Trust me.

the weather geeks wear uniforms? I didn't know that!

I know the ones on boats do.

yuppers - I'm one of the luck who escaped.
Union County

Heh, I too escaped NJ, twice. The first time I left I swore I would never go back. And then the Army sent me there for 2 years. Bastards.

You are 100% correct, sir.

Heh, heh.
That'll learn ya.

As a proud veteran of the U.S. Navy, I feel compelled to point out that "marine" is actually an acronym for My Ass Rides in Navy Equipment--or for those who have served with them, Muscles Are Required, Intelligence Not Expected.

Having said that--everything you've heard about the Navy is true...as it is for all the armed services. We're really amazing people ;)

Fair winds and following seas, semper fi, oo-rah.

Everything we've heard about the navy is true? :P


Incidentally: could someone explain where th term Jarhead comes from?

:lol:

:lol2:

Everything would be really amazing.

A member of the United States Marine Corps. When used by civilians it could be considered derogatory, but it is used often among Marines.

The term originates from the "high and tight" haircut that many Marines have, which makes their head look like a jar. It did NOT originate from their uniform or cover.


from www.urbandictionary.com

Buzzcuts, standard issue for Marines. Has the unfortunate side effect of making their heads look like jars.

Navy folk were called squids. Squids come in two flavors--pollywogs, or sailors who hadn't sailed across the equator yet, and shellbacks, those who had. Crossing the equator used to be a lot of fun, before the navy cracked down on hazing (initiation rights, similar to pledge week for fraternities). There's be a full day of sailors proving themselves worthy of the Golden Order of Shellbacks--activities ranged from sitting in a dryer all day and saying "cuckoo" anytime someone opened it, to taping flipflops to your elbows and knees and crawling all over the ship, to being strung upside-down and serving as a drawing board for the ops room. The captain would don his King Triton outfit and lord about the place for the day. The ritual sounds brutal, but it was all about the camaraderie and sense of belonging that came after. You really get to know people when you go through hell together.

/unintentional-recruitment-rant

EDIT: Yeah, what monster said.

Welcome, hackhelios, btw :)