When I joined the Army, my worst fear came to life when I was injured during a training exercise. I had lifted a man into what we call the "Fireman Carry." It's similar to how Forrest Gump had lifted an wounded Lt. Dan Taylor after a battle against the Viet Cong. Anyway, the guy was on my shoulders when he had felt his weapon was slung wrong and choked him. I told him to just hold the sling, I had only 50 meters left to carry him. He tried to take the weapon off wrong and hit my right hip with the butt stroke. Suddenly, I felt an excruciating pain along with a loud pop. I threw off the Soldier on my back and grabbed on to the nearest tree. Before I knew it, I was being told by the doctor that I had a stress fracture in my right hip socket. "Sorry Soldier, but it looks like bed rest for the next month for you, then physical rehab for about 6 weeks after that," the doctor said."What happens after that?" I asked."You go back to basic," he said as he turned and closed my medical folder.I was worried. I only anticipated basic training to be 9 weeks. After 3 weeks, I was injured and stayed in limbo for another 10 weeks, only to restart training at the very beginning all over again.As I arrived, I was greeted by other injured Soldiers who had daily activities such as cleaning the showers, toilets, floors, etc... It kept time going, it kept us busy.I remember during those times about the amount of religious personnel who would come by and try to encourage us. "All adversities pass, and so will this," they'd often say.Twice a week they came, and every time they passed out bibles. I would always forget to bring one they gave me last week, and always felt guilty if I wanted to refuse.Before I knew it, I had over 16 bibles in my locker. I tried to throw them away, but again, I felt guilty. The Drill Sergeants had stepped in and advised us all that we would soon have a locker inspection. I couldn't think of where to put the bibles, so I waited for everyone else to go to class while I had fireguard duty for the next four hours. By that time, I had acquired 8 more bibles to add to my 16.I started grabbing all the bibles in my locker and began stuffing them inside people's pillows. "Well, it's there problem now," I said with a feeling of accomplishment.When I was relieved from duty and everyone came back from class, they started to clear their lockers and began preparing them for inspections. Suddenly during inspections, Soldiers began to yell."Who the fuck stuck a bible in my pillow?!?" someone yelled."Someone left one in my boots, dude!" someone else screamed."Someone left this one in my PT uniform!"People began accusing each other of being a fanatic Christian trying to shove their beliefs down their throats. Apparently, I had burst a bubble that had long been growing.Before we knew it, there was a huge bible-fight where everyone started throwing it like dodgeballs at each other. Someone had jumped when he wasn't supposed to and slipped and re-injured himself.The Drill Sergeants ran in. Everyone screamed "At Ease!" and assumed "Parade Rest." Someone had to explain why people were throwing bibles at each other, but instead everyone started shouting at the Drill Sergeant their version of what happened. To this day, I don't think the Drill Sergeant understood what happened exactly and why people were so heated about hidden bibles.The re-injured guy wound up staying an extra week over a mere bruise.I don't know why that happened they way it dude, but I feel that the butterfly effect was always pretty immediate when it came to me.
12/30/2008 8:33:24 PM
words
12/30/2008 8:34:19 PM
I just want you to know that i didn't read ANY of that. at all.
12/30/2008 8:34:40 PM
I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare. But I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air
12/30/2008 8:34:42 PM
OH I GET THE HEADLINE NOW
12/30/2008 8:37:10 PM
rgr tht
12/30/2008 8:40:06 PM
nice story. 10/10
12/30/2008 8:43:19 PM
funny = 10true = 0
12/30/2008 8:45:09 PM
Military stories are always the best.
12/30/2008 8:57:53 PM
i knew a petty officer who could tell a story
12/30/2008 9:01:06 PM
i think there should be an official funny boot camp stories thread.
12/30/2008 9:02:30 PM
12/30/2008 9:09:13 PM
That's not in the spirit of this story
12/30/2008 10:42:19 PM
DIDNOTREAD
12/30/2008 10:43:18 PM
12/30/2008 11:02:47 PM
I don't get it.But that makes sense because I didn't read it.
12/30/2008 11:33:37 PM
12/31/2008 1:25:33 AM
One time at Basic....Dude shit himself on the first day, drill sergeants yelling and shit, and all of sudden brown diarrhea just came out of his pant leg. It got all over the guy next to him's hand receipt for his TA-50. They called him "shitty Peters" for the rest of Basic. He is a ranger now.
12/31/2008 1:48:10 AM
well, it's there problem now
12/31/2008 4:41:31 PM
whoop. their it is.
12/31/2008 4:46:39 PM
tl;dryou're problem
12/31/2008 4:47:35 PM
yeah typo
1/1/2009 4:26:10 PM
YO HOLMEShaha, that was pretty funny[Edited on January 1, 2009 at 4:32 PM. Reason : lkj]
1/1/2009 4:29:34 PM
there was no end to the story really
1/1/2009 4:33:01 PM
1/1/2009 8:53:24 PM
no there was no end
1/5/2009 12:01:36 AM