“We got very inebriated, and we did what Marines on liberty do, and we decided to go get a tattoo. We went to a tattoo parlor in Split, Croatia. We chose a terrifying-looking skull and crossbones off the wall … a pretty standard military thing,”
and you did not, at any point in this “skull and crossbones” endeavor, have your “are we the baddies” moment?
Did you miss the subtle subtext in the first sentence? Or do you not know anyone at all who was or is in the military? I only know two or three but still one of them cut off the top of his own head with a ceiling fan. Thats the level of decision making and impulse control you expect from sober young men in the military.
and you did not, at any point in this “skull and crossbones” endeavor, have your “are we the baddies” moment?
Did you miss the subtle subtext in the first sentence? Or do you not know anyone at all who was or is in the military? I only know two or three but still one of them cut off the top of his own head with a ceiling fan. Thats the level of decision making and impulse control you expect from sober young men in the military.
In fairness, that is asking a marine to have thought something through.
Too busy eating crayons.
Hey I’ve been informed that red is a tasty color.
Aww thanks. 😋
not enough jammed up the nose, into the brain, like Homer.
Worth noting that the Croatians were and are often still super aligned with Nazi shit.