1. When you get a cut, you bleed fucking toriis!! (Thanks, JT.)
2. You like drinking, fighting and fucking (not necessarily in that order.)
3. You cannot stay out of trouble in garrison. And most incidents of you getting in trouble somehow involve one of the things listed in #2.
4. You can identify a piece of shit, ass kissing, fuck who got his Bronze Star for taking it up the ass at 100 meters.
5. You have, at some point in your career, told an officer to go fuck themselves. Loudly. To their face.
6. You get a torii tattoo that covers your entire back just to pass a fucking E5 board.
7. Your unit citation ribbons weigh more than your wife.
8. Your kid's first word was "FUCK!"
9. Your living room decor is toriis.
10. Your buddy's cheating bitch wife's boyfriend's house "mysteriously" burned to the ground.
11. Your wife can outswear a sailor, outdrink a pogue, and quote the 7-8.
12. You think Rangers are fucking pussies.
13. You will throw punches over who you are going to spoon with out in the field in December.
14. If it isn't tied down, any Rakkasan paraphernalia at the ball is fair game to take home, regardless of what they may say, including the centerpieces, other people's wine glasses, the Rakkasan wine, and the four foot tall unit crest in the corner. They'll look fucking awesome in your living room!!!
15. If another unit breaches Rakkasan-land during PT, they had better be prepared to hand over that fucking guide-on or be prepared to reap the whirlwind!
16. I want my steel beret back!!
17. Work is work and Play is play. So it's all good if we go to the CO's house for a bbq, get drunk and set the porch on fire. . .
18. COL Steele is the shit.
Welcome to my life: Seventeen years as an Army wife, four deployments, five kids, and more BULLSHIT than any person should ever have to fucking contend with. This is my personal bitch session regarding anything Army that pisses me the fuck off. There's some good advice for surviving Army life and fucking funny shit. I am a proud infantry wife and have learned to laugh when I wanted to cry and how to swear fluently. Don't like the truth or foul language? Fine. Don't fucking read my blog.
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6 comments:
Great stuff.. keep slingin it.. i was a Rakkasan from 86 to 92, Choppin Charlie, 3/187th inf.. that baddest of all Rakkasans.. history says so.. :) LOVE YOUR BLOG.. stay true to you..
Wish i coulda been one of them like my bro. But I'm stuck at bragg
HELL YEAH KATE!!!!!!!! GOOD JOB WITH THIS, KEEP EM COMING, AND ALL THE REST OF YOU, WHO DID NOT HAVE THE GRACE OF GOD TO BE IN THE RAKKASANS, I PITY YOU, BUT RESPECT ALL OF YOU WHO SERVED. A CO 3/187 "ANGELS FROM HELL" GONZO
Thanks for reading this insanity I call a blog and thank you all for your service!! I love that Rakkasans are reading this (even if you are from Choppin' when we all know Angel Co is the shit!) 96-2004 and 07-2010. And I'm sorry for those of you who have not had the honor of being a Rakkasan! Thank you all so much!
In my defense I got the tattoo when I was a PFC
Thanks for your service! And if you are or ever have been a Rakkasan, then the tat was well earned.
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