Military Fail, Because Professionals also….Fail!

[This is what came from the video owners plug, you can all draw whatever opinions you want!!, enjoy! Spread this like WILD FIRE]
I caught him in the act of painting my evo, he spit on me, called me a gook, and put his hands on me….this is the end result. If you listen closely No direct threats were made towards him.

Ok for some reason everyone thinks this was 2 on 1, which is totally false. The other guy didn’t show up till about 2 seconds before I started recording and I have no relations to him.

He painted “12-7 USN” on the side of my car. the anniversary for the bombing on pearl harbor and usn= United States Navy

Le Car

Well kids, what do you think?

from our boys @ http://www.facebook.com/11Bravo.US

Lyrics:

The dependapotamus is out grazing at Burger King and nothing can stop her. She doesn’t care about you, herself or anything. She scarfs down another Whopper. She’s still your wife but she’s fat as hell now… eating up your wallet. Along with your self respect when you’re seen with this cow. If there’s a pizza, she will maul it.

She’s a dependapotamus and she’s living on your buck now. She’s not the girl you thought you knew and she’s fat as fuck now. She’s a dependapotamus. Unfortunately she’s your wife. She’s eaten your cash, your food, your pride. And makes you want to end your life.

You’re deployed and she knows all about your extra pay but makes no effort in the relationship. She’s read up on everything you get from the V.A. She thinks she’s entitled to all of it. You’re in the Stan and she’s sitting at home eating mayonaisse and expanding her waistline. You’re getting shot at. IEDs are blowing up always. She hits the drive through a second time.

She’s a dependapotamus and she’s living on your buck now. She’s not the girl you thought you knew and she’s fat as fuck now. She’s a dependapotamus. Unfortunately she’s your wife. She’s eaten your cash, your food, your pride. And makes you want to end your life.

She sits around socializing with the rest of her kind… gossiping about other wives. They go shopping with your bank card but their sizes are hard to find. Nothing fits their flabby, cottage cheese, varicose vein, acne covered, pus-oozing thighs… Have another FUCKING CHEESEBURGER!

When I see your fat fucking face it fills my heart with rage and this lame bullshit is done. I’m coming home and I’m about to turn the fucking page and you’re not on the next one.

She’s a dependapotamus and she’s done living on my buck now. She’s not the girl I thought I knew and she’s fat as fuck now. She’s a dependapotamus. And she’s no longer my wife. She’s eaten my cash, my food, my pride. But she can enjoy the rest of her life.

Fire at will

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