Any weird or funny bootcamp stories?

[WriterDom]

I was in the Navy which was really boring. A lot of waiting in lines, and ironing our T-shirts into pretty rectangles. But one day they took us all to the pool for a swimming test. We had to jump of a platform that was pretty high, tread water for 5 minutes, and then swim around the pool. And if you couldn't swim, I think you had to go to lessons in your free time. I guess one guy was too embarrassed to say he couldn't swim. When he jumped off the platform, he went straight to the bottom. They had to dive in and pull him out.

 

[LordMagicMan]

Once at band camp ... oh wait wrong thread

 

[CW]

What's with this "free time " stuff? You guys had free time I never had any free time, at least not for the first 6 weeks.

Then again, I was Air Force,,, not Navy,,, totally different.

 

[LordMagicMan]

Did you get to fly? I so want to learn to fly....

 

[WriterDom]

What's with this "free time " stuff? You guys had free time I never had any free time, at least not for the first 6 weeks.

Then again, I was Air Force,,, not Navy,,, totally different.

It's seems like we had coke and smoke every night. The people that failed a run (we only ran 4 times) had to go run.

 

[Sparky Kronkite]

I have many.....

But I am so freakin' exhausted today I just can't spit them out right now.

I hope you can remind me latter.

 

[Problem Child]

It's seems like we had coke and smoke every night. The people that failed a run (we only ran 4 times) had to go run.

You only had to run 4 times?

Wussy squids.

 

[CW]

It's seems like we had coke and smoke every night. The people that failed a run (we only ran 4 times) had to go run.

Ya goota be fucking with me now.


Damn, we ran every day except Sunday and Sunday was givien over to drill practice.




LMM,,, nope not a flyboy,,, I was long range radar repair/operator,,, I was the one that told the flyboys where to go,,, kept them on the straight and narrow,,, LOL

 

[Expertise]

I remember thinking how funny it was that "this shit hasn't killed me".

Oh yeah, and a lot of chortling when I thought of the really twisted ways that I could kill the Corporal in charge of our training section.

The laughs came later...... when I wasn't quite so exhausted.

Of course there was the time that our "Section Leader" shit himself while transiting a "zip line" it was nothing short of spectacular.... too bad we were all too wiped to laugh.

 

[CW]

Mainly what I remember was the exhaustion,,, yeah, yeah, I know,,, it wasn't the Marines, so I don't really know about exhaustion. I did my basic in June, July and August in Texas,,, 9 weeks worth,,, took me until the last day to get used to the heat.


Then I was in Mississippi for 8 months, and nearly 3 years in the dessert of Arizonia.


Lovely experiences all.

 

[Problem Child]

Ft. Knox Kentucky in May and June is hot and humid beyond belief.

We were on a seven-day feild exercise deep in the woods- ticks, chiggers, no showering for five days, uniforms caked white with salt from sweating so much. It rained one night and all over our camp guys jumped out of their pup tents and started washing with bars of soap. Forty or fifty naked guys all soaping up and singing marching cadences at 2:00 a.m. That was the happiest we were the whole week.

Then there was the guy with the 10" cock (limp) whose favorite thing in the world was to wait for guys to fall asleep next to their bunks and the hang his big old dick millimeters from their open mouths as they slept and have his buddy snap pictures. After seeing this I swore I would never fall asleep before lights out.

That's about all I can remember that was fun or humorous. They kept us so exhausted most of the time that we mostly just concentrated on trying to survive.

My most vivid memory was when we found one private dangling from the stairwell railing. He hanged himself with a length of parachute cord.

What a way to go.

 

[Weird Harold]

Towards the end of Basic, when we got our first stripes sown on, one of the squad leaders got caught biting the excess thread off.

The DI made him stand on the barracks porch at attention repeating "I am a moth, I chew thread" over and over.

By the time everyone had picked up their uniforms from the tailor's shop, he had a back-up group accompanying him -- four guys on the other side of the porch repeating "I will not laugh at people being punished" in unison.

 

[Purple Haze]

There were these guys called drill sergeant "candidates" DI's in training. They didn't get to wear the smokey bear hat yet, that has to be earned. They didn't even know if they had the stuff to be a drill instructor, they had to wear the old baseball cap like the rest of us.

One of them was this dickhead that loved to be a prick, and we all knew that his ass could be kicked easily, even by the female privates he loved to harrass.

We were in the hills of Alabama doing the 35 mile march (I'm not lying) on what must of been the hottest day of our training, and every couple of hours a jeep would go by with someone who had collapsed from heat exaustion. When we saw Sgt. Dickhead passed out in that jeep, it was the happiest day in our lives at that point. God, that was funny.

A couple of days later we were having a company formation, when the real drill sergeants presented Sgt. Dickhead with a smokey bear hat, except the brim was cut down to a baseball visor. It was the very first time these DI's appeared human, we all gave Sgt. Dickhead a round of applause.

 

[Desert Amazon]

 

[Bitch_Goddess]

The weekend my boyfriend graduated from basic, they had one free day to go into San Antonio. So a guy from his flight thought he would commerate his boot camp graduation by getting a tattoo of a lizard on his dick. OUCHIE!

 

[Andra_Jenny]

First formation...

The DI yells right face I and about half of the platoon turned to the right. The the DI yells,

"Your military right, stoopid!"

So I turned around and soon found myself the only one lokking the other way and I learned the first lesson of my time in the Marines...

Never be the only one doing anything, ever, anywhere...

 

[Weird Harold]

Re: First formation...

The DI yells right face I and about half of the platoon turned to the right. The the DI yells,

"Your military right, stoopid!"

So I turned around and soon found myself the only one looking the other way and I learned the first lesson of my time in the Marines...

Never be the only one doing anything, ever, anywhere...

Not just applicable to the Marines, BTW. I would also add never be first or last at anything either. Stay safely annonymous in the middle of the pack.

(I'll pass on the straight-line, and not comment on why your thought "stoopid" referred to you. )

 

[Andra_Jenny]

man, by that time I was scared (thought I was a tough guy)

and I was in the Navy now, and had always had trouble with port and starboard,

so immediatley I assumed that civilian and military right had to be different? Right...?