Little Willy walks...
Corporal Casteleiro, G. A.
USMC.
0341
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USMC.
0341
I'm mostly an open book. Some chapters may or may not be redacted, revised, edited or omitted for clarity and the well-being of my career. Situation dictates.
disclaimer: You follow me and I guarantee I check out your blog. I may follow you back.
***THE OPINIONS IN THIS BLOG DO NOT REFLECT THE OPINIONS OF THE UNITED STATES GOVERNMENT, OR THE UNITED STATE MARINE CORPS.***
There’s this Doc I was with in Trek Nawa that always tells me he doesn’t recognize me without the six inches of hair on top of my head. I was stuck at a PB for four months while everyone else rotated out. I never got a haircut. I was a hairy fucking beast.
Today he passes me by in the hallway while I’m waiting to get pecker-checked for a piss test and he doesn’t say anything.
-“Yeah, Roland- just keep walking and don’t say nothing. I’m not even here. Pretend we didn’t spend all those long nights in the COC watching Jersey Shore…”
[I did my most dramatic “look away ‘cause my feelings are hurt” face]
“Dude- I don’t know who are anymore- you’re like a different guy.”
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