Not sure if you created this account just to troll or not...

I sort of see Jennifer Lawrence as the Betty White of her generation.

I think you underestimate the disposable income of the couchbound drug user. This game is almost tailor made for them if you think about it. You don't need a long attention span, you can pick it up and drop it and never really feel like you've missed anything, and with the inclusion of four person multiplayer, it's…

You NEVER go full nerd....

I was an EODCS when I retired. Before the rate switch in 06, I was an MMC. But, I know what you mean about the people. I still stay in contact with my old buddies and some of the kids I trained and watched over. Makes me wish I were still in sometimes, which is a bit crazy, but then, you know what they say...Old…

Yes. Apologies for my old school gender bias. :)

Takes a special kind of woman to be a military wife. A lot of them can't handle the stress of being a spouse to someone in a combat zone. The 'what-ifs' start piling up and next thing you know, they're finding solace in someone else's nethers.

Tongue in cheek figure of speech, doncha know. Everywhere that isn't here is near Bumfuck, right?

Oh, and also, I'm nowhere near a hillbilly. Born in Okinawa while my dad was stationed there and raised in various parts of the world while he went there and did that too. Still, some of the best guys I served with were self proclaimed hillbilly rednecks, so I'll take that as a compliment. But, as I'm guessing…

Well, having been there, and having the been there, done that ribbons to prove it, I can tell you that indeed, it is a shitbox.

Which carrier? I got rides on the America, the JFK and was a plankholder for the GW before I got out. Also got rides from a bunch of small boys and even got my bubblehead.

You burn a shitload of calories when you're in a combat zone, and the caffeine and other stimulants in the energy drinks help keep you awake and focused when you need to be on your A game. Not to mention those Meals Rejected by Everyone else are pretty damn bad. Not as bad as the old C-Rats, but still...

Seriously? Was this a serious comment or a troll one, because I'm not really sure. If it was serious, then you're right. He was under no obligation to join...that's what an all volunteer armed forces is about, but the personal pressure he felt from within was real, and you really don't have any right to disparage…

It's the culture. It's tough to ask for help on this bullshit day to day stuff, because you feel like you should already know it, or at least you shouldn't have to ask for help. Shooters know better, because they know the only stupid question is the unasked one, and that's the one that'll get you killed, but some of…

This. I spent the last seven years of my career training younger guys to do what I did, doing staff assignments and learning how to navigate the tangled halls of the five sided puzzle palace, and not a day passed that I didn't want to go back on deployment, despite my wife wanting to keep me stateside. I felt like I…

This. This and much more is the reason I did my 24 years. Being retired is by no means an easy street, but having access to medical and dental and the retirement income is a nice buffer while I go back to college for my master's.

I can't speak to the conditions of exiting the military now, but back when I was in...(80's to three years ago)

I was about to get all butthurt and say, nuh-uh!! but then I decided that I should actually re-read the comics first.

If you read the original Eastman/Laird arc, the first movie is actually remarkably true to it, complete with Raph getting his ass handed to him on the rooftop when he goes up there to sulk and then them running off to a farm to rest up/train.

My Shorin-Ryu sensei taught us to carry three sai. You used your first one to impale your opponents foot into the ground.