You're dead marine, you just got your legs blown off and we'll hafta send out a search party for your testicles. Where's your cover? They indicate Profile who waves to them>What the hell are ya doin' back there? Without any cover fire I'll get my ass shot off! While the rest of you are pumpin' the neighbors dog we'll get every swinging dick in this platoon killed!
Hey, crotch rot, you gonna slurp my lifer's juice out of my own cup?
Yeah, I should've gotten shots beforehand.
Your brain as half as quick as your mouth, skunk stool, you'd be a friggin' twenty-star general by now.
And if I was a half as ugly as you, Sergeant Major, I'd be a poster boy for a prophylactic.