Shit My Coworkers Say - Navy Edition
Warning on language: It's called a Sailor Mouth for a reason.
Extra note, this is from a command that heralds actual intelligent personnel who have to be smart for a living.
“I have a perma-smile, which I hate, because I hate everything.”
“Analysis. Anal-isis. The worst type of ISIS.”
“Prophylax, isn’t that for a penis??”
“You are literally the worst you….you…you DOUCHE PICKLE!”
“A dab is a bird, too! It’s that bird that ticky-ticky-ticky runs when a wave’s about to slam into it!”
“Now I need to add $10 to the Suicide Jar…”
-Throws snacks onto table violently- “There! Suck it, nerd, now I have the food!”
“Wait, Panda Express is Chinese??”
"But pandas are from Japan!"
“Oh my God, I love Star Wars! My favorite character is the super hairy, dog-looking one! What’s his name? … Han Solo! That’s it!”
“What if he answers the door in full sex leather with a ball in his mouth!?”
“I am the epitome of an outstanding sailor... Stop fucking snickering, bitches!”
“Five-year-olds aren’t the only people in the world that are allowed to enjoy Capri Suns!”
“I guess you guys can…guy around over there, then.”
This is just the tip of what I could remember to write down in the past week, too...