devildog
12-06-2003, 01:16 PM
Thought you guys might enjoy reading this, this is what happens to marines who dont get to go on leave (vacation) during christmas, and are stuck in the barracks.
A BARRACKS CHRISTMAS (again)
> Twas the night before Christmas the night filled with gloom
> Stuck in the barracks, three people shoved in a room.
> No Christmas tree, Egg nog, Christmas music playing proud..
> All because I live in the barracks and its not allowed.
> No Christmas ham, potatoes or holiday roast.....
> No fortified wine to make a holiday toast.
> No friends staying up late sharing holiday cheer...
> Cause 2200 is the curfew for people who live here.
> No Apple pie, no pie ala'mode
> Cause we're allowed only a micro....what we need is a stove.
> No toaster, crock pot, or electric grill....
> They won't start a fire, but they're not allowed still.
> No stockings hung on the wall with care...
> I'll get hit with gear adrift if I dare leave them there!
> Strict rules with no freedom, their afraid I'll go wild.
> I'm a US Marine, but treated like a child.
> So I'll sit in my room, the tv my guest.
> Heat up a frozen dinner, The Hungryman's Best!
> Drink non-alcoholic Eggnog, and sit all alone
> Sing carols in my head and dream of memories back home.
> There's a knock on my door! Oh who could it be.....
> I rush from my chair so I can see...
> Its the barracks duty who greets me with a grin,
> He says, "the laundry room needs cleaning, and your the only one in."
> Christmas day in the laundry room, Cleaning driers and walls...
> Instead of Christmas lights ..I have Christmas lint balls.
> I'll just go back to my room and just go to bed....
> While thoughts of another Barracks Christmas Dance in my head.
> I'll give warm wishes to all as I turn out the light......
> Merry Christmas barracks Marines, and to all a lame night.
>
Unfortunately im stuck in Uzbekistan right now, and will be in Afghanistan during christmas, so ill have to make my own fun, probably by picking on the army and airforce, they seem to hate us :D
A BARRACKS CHRISTMAS (again)
> Twas the night before Christmas the night filled with gloom
> Stuck in the barracks, three people shoved in a room.
> No Christmas tree, Egg nog, Christmas music playing proud..
> All because I live in the barracks and its not allowed.
> No Christmas ham, potatoes or holiday roast.....
> No fortified wine to make a holiday toast.
> No friends staying up late sharing holiday cheer...
> Cause 2200 is the curfew for people who live here.
> No Apple pie, no pie ala'mode
> Cause we're allowed only a micro....what we need is a stove.
> No toaster, crock pot, or electric grill....
> They won't start a fire, but they're not allowed still.
> No stockings hung on the wall with care...
> I'll get hit with gear adrift if I dare leave them there!
> Strict rules with no freedom, their afraid I'll go wild.
> I'm a US Marine, but treated like a child.
> So I'll sit in my room, the tv my guest.
> Heat up a frozen dinner, The Hungryman's Best!
> Drink non-alcoholic Eggnog, and sit all alone
> Sing carols in my head and dream of memories back home.
> There's a knock on my door! Oh who could it be.....
> I rush from my chair so I can see...
> Its the barracks duty who greets me with a grin,
> He says, "the laundry room needs cleaning, and your the only one in."
> Christmas day in the laundry room, Cleaning driers and walls...
> Instead of Christmas lights ..I have Christmas lint balls.
> I'll just go back to my room and just go to bed....
> While thoughts of another Barracks Christmas Dance in my head.
> I'll give warm wishes to all as I turn out the light......
> Merry Christmas barracks Marines, and to all a lame night.
>
Unfortunately im stuck in Uzbekistan right now, and will be in Afghanistan during christmas, so ill have to make my own fun, probably by picking on the army and airforce, they seem to hate us :D