Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: How tall are you private?

[spamofon]

Cowboy: Sir! Five foot nine, sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Five foot nine? I didn't know they stacked shit that high! You tryin' to squeeze an inch in on me somewhere, huh?
Cowboy: Sir! No Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Bullshit. It looks to me like the best part of you ran down the crack of your momma's ass and ended up as a brown stain on the mattress! I think you been cheated! Where in the hell are you from anyway, private?
Cowboy: Sir! Texas, Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: 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. Do you suck dicks?
Cowboy: Sir! No Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Are you a peter puffer?
Cowboy: Sir! No Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: I'll bet you're the kinda guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddamn common courtesy to give him a reach-around. I'll be watching you.

[Warden]

Full Metal Jacket is awesome!

[korzon]

that brings back so many fond memories

[spamofon]

Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Tonight, you pukes will sleep with your rifles. You will give your rifle a girl's name, because this is the only pussy you people are going to get. Your days of finger-banging ol' Mary Jane Rottencrotch through her pretty pink panties are over! You're married to this piece. This weapon of iron and wood. And you will be faithful!

[kmanrox]

oo-rahhh!