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Report | 10/20/2007 11:22 pm

Michael Marker Sniffer

Hey... I was checking out your profile and kinda got mushy while reading it and looking at the pictures.. My great uncle was bombed at Pearl Harbor and another uncle was shot down on a routine flight in Germany. And ANOTHER uncle was killed in the pentagon bombing. Basically all my uncles were/are in the military. Atleast on my mom's side. My only male relative related to my mom that has died normally and not in war was my grandpa from lung cancer. Even though he never smoked a day in his life, it was still the cause of his death. That was when I was 7. I never really met any other uncles in my family, or male cousins either.. Well atleast I know Chuck Etchells my second cousin =/ Anyways, your profile touched me emotionally and now I'm adding you. Sorry you couldn't join the marines. I bet you would've loved it though. My sister's boyfriend does.

Report | 09/29/2007 2:05 pm

Katsumoto Kaori

That poem.



Theres more than that. You must defend your country not by rifles,wars,supressing enemies...



The enemy is at home.The antipatriotism,the communism in your homeland,the hate from your country patriots...

Thats the real enemy.



WE must defend our home land from inside,so we can be invincible.Sadly,america is falling to pieces....but like our ancestors recover america from its ashes by trowing away the brithish,we can do the same.





Lets save America. Lets save our land.













MATE!!! XDD

Report | 06/22/2006 9:57 am

Monkey_Saliva

This is my rifle. There are many like it, but this one is mine. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me my rifle is useless. Without my rifle, I am useless. I must fire my rifle true. I must shoot straighter than the enemy who is trying to kill me. I must shoot him before he shoots me. I will. My rifle and I know that what counts in war is not the rounds we fire, the noise of our burst, or the smoke we make. We know that it is the hits that count. We will hit.

My rifle is human, even as I am human, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my rifle clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other.

Before God I swear this creed. My rifle and I are the defenders of my country. We are the masters of our enemy. We are the saviors of my life.

So be it, until victory is America's and there is no enemy.

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