Monday, April 16, 2018


So Ronald Lee Ermey is dead. Pity. Like so many others this side of the Pond, I only got to know him by watching Kubrick's Full Metal Jacket. Here's the memorable opening scene...

... Hey, psssst!!! if you are a milennial, you can now crawl out of your safe space!!!!

* “You little piece of shit you look like a fucking worm.”

* “Looks to me the best part of you ran down the crack of your mama’s ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress!”

* “You are pukes—the lowest life form on earth. You are not even human fucking beings. You are only unorganized, grab-asstic pieces of amphibian shit!”

* “Did your parents have children that lived?”
“Sir, yes, sir.”
“I’ll bet they regret that. You’re so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece.”

* “You had best unfuck yourself or I will unscrew your head and shit down your neck!”

* “Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who’s the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant?”

* “I do not look down n*****s, k***s, wops or greasers. Here you are all equally worthless.”

* “I bet you’re the kind of guy would fuck a person in the ass and not have the goddamn common courtesy to give him a reach-around!”

* “Do you suck dicks?”
“Sir, no, sir.”
“Bullshit, I’ll bet you could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.”

* “Where in the hell are you from anyway, private?”
“Sir, Texas, sir!”
“Holy dog shit, Texas! Only steers and queers come from Texas, private Cowboy! And you don’t look much like a steer to me so that kinda narrows it down.”

* “How tall are you, Private?”
“Sir, five foot nine, sir.”
“I didn’t know they stacked shit that high!”


OK, anyway... RIP Gunnery Sergeant Hartman. God bless.


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