posted on Oct, 15 2021 @ 12:16 AM
So there I was in the barracks doing a field day before a long weekend (field day is Thursday and it’s when everyone cleans the barracks and their
rooms, a 72 is a 3 day weekend) during field day in the usmc infantry it’s customary to drink a lot of beer and grill while taking care of business.
This particular day one of the guys on my deck was staying in the barracks and was just going to party it up local all weekend, this stellar marine
got a full barrel keg oorah! Anyways with that being said everyone got tanked ass drunk, we got the barracks clean mission accomplished.
Now the fun part, usually the next morning after formation and PT usually a squad leader or platoon Sgt or commander will inspect the barracks and
tell the co if everything’s good to go or not, not today. This particular morning the battalion commander and first Sgt came by for a surprise
inspection. Bad news.
We were ordered to get in uniform and prepare to commence a formal inspection, I’m talking white gloves inside door jams looking for dust type of #.
Generally in a usmc barracks room anything not issued to that room needs to be stowed in lockers or in the coffin rack anything else is contraband.
Your not allowed more then a 6 pack per room and no liquor.
As all this is commencing dudes freaking out about where to hide the keg, somehow we managed to figure we throw it in my room cause I was all the way
at the end dead last and by then maybe they would be tired of touring rooms and half ass the last deck. Not today
They get to my room and the first Sgt always comes in first followed by the senior marine of that room. Sgt major looked around said looks good, but #
he wasn’t done he goes into the head (bathroom) opens the shower curtain and sees this barrel of beer sitting in a blue kid pool filled with ice, he
turns around and looks at us and simply says “that’s not marine corps issue” we reply no first Sgt. He says very well and makes it out we
follow. The Colonel was just getting out of the room before ours and was headed our way and 1st Sgt says “we’re all good to go here let’s cut
them loose for the weekend”
1st Sgt saved our asses that day but we all had puckered buttholes all morning after pt was over.