99 Bottles of Stupid
Hit me:
Endurance? Or gullibility?
There is an obstacle course at the Amphibious Warfare Training Center on Coronado Island in California. Both SeAL candidates and Marines attending Amphibious Assault School run the course. The course was designed by SeALs, not Marines. I just want that clear from the start; the reason will become obvious shortly.
One of the obstacles in this course consists of a telephone pole mounted horizontally on two posts about three feet off the ground. The placard next it reads "Gut-Buster." After negotiating the preceding obstacle, (spider-weave bars, if I remember correctly), you are standing at the top of a low dune, looking down a gentle slope at the horizontal telephone pole about thirty feet in front of you.
Me: "Uh... what am I supposed to do? Jump it? It's like... three feet off the ground. I could jump that in a body cast."
SI: "No. Put your hands behind your head and run at it."
Me: "Huh?"
SI: "Watch."
Then the lunatic in UDT shorts clasps his hands behind his head and runs full-tilt down the dune, screaming at the top of his lungs -- straight into the pole, whereupon he flips over it and is laid flat-out like a poleaxed ox. He stands up and says, "Now you."
SeALs are totally fucking nuts, even by Marine Corps standards. I'm sure they probably have a "hit me over the head with a bottle" test, as well. Their thick skulls help out there, I should imagine.
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The recruits have to endure, amongst other trials, having bottles smashed over their heads to test endurance.
Endurance? Or gullibility?
There is an obstacle course at the Amphibious Warfare Training Center on Coronado Island in California. Both SeAL candidates and Marines attending Amphibious Assault School run the course. The course was designed by SeALs, not Marines. I just want that clear from the start; the reason will become obvious shortly.
One of the obstacles in this course consists of a telephone pole mounted horizontally on two posts about three feet off the ground. The placard next it reads "Gut-Buster." After negotiating the preceding obstacle, (spider-weave bars, if I remember correctly), you are standing at the top of a low dune, looking down a gentle slope at the horizontal telephone pole about thirty feet in front of you.
Me: "Uh... what am I supposed to do? Jump it? It's like... three feet off the ground. I could jump that in a body cast."
SI: "No. Put your hands behind your head and run at it."
Me: "Huh?"
SI: "Watch."
Then the lunatic in UDT shorts clasps his hands behind his head and runs full-tilt down the dune, screaming at the top of his lungs -- straight into the pole, whereupon he flips over it and is laid flat-out like a poleaxed ox. He stands up and says, "Now you."
SeALs are totally fucking nuts, even by Marine Corps standards. I'm sure they probably have a "hit me over the head with a bottle" test, as well. Their thick skulls help out there, I should imagine.
posted by Jar(egg)head at 14:42
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When I was on deployment, I was on a ship that was also being used by Seal Team 5. They exercised alot and worked on their training and equipment, but the thing I remember the most is that they had the nastiest, raunchiest, most disgusting P0rn I had ever seen. Stuff that still haunts me today. (shudder). They are a step off of the path.
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