Some of the best fun in boot was watching your shipmates coming back from medical/dental high as a kite from the meds and trying not to screw up around the RDCs. We had one guy that was pretty much a constant verbal stream of what was going through his head, which pretty much amounted to "Oh F, F F F F F F F I made eye contact with chief...is he going to drop me now? My face feels funny. That female needs to wash her hair. Am I drooling?" etc etc
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