“Is this the slimy gob of spit that was wearing my panties and doing unspeakable acts into my shoes?”
“Yes Ma’am, this is the laundry officer in the pictures.”
“And what is that? did someone lose a vienna sausage?”
“I believe it is a vienna sausage Ma’am, anouther thing would be on a man”
The Colonel moved to within inches of the Lieutenant Sissy Rolie, until the tip of her nose pressed against the Marine’s nose and she growled, “You like wearing panties do you?”
Lieutenant Sissy Rolie started to stammer something but was interrupted by the Colonel before anything actually resembling a word could escape.
“I hear you believe that Women Marines should only cook, clean and polish the boots of male Marines. I have received numerous reports for TWO YEARS that you have been mistreating my Marines because you have a stoppage in your brain, a malfunction. A turd that has somehow become misplaced. ARE YOU A TURDHEAD?”
“N-n-no ma’am”
“Your 19th century mind is sticking it’s dog into my Marine Corps like you think it’s a stray bitch in an alley. I think you have mistaken an olive drab wood chipper for that bitch but you know what numb nuts? You aren’t man enough to reach the blades. Your efforts to turn back the clock have only earned you a spot on our trophy mantle. Here is my message to you. If you mess with my Marines, they will mess with you right back and I don’t mean “mess” in a good way. I mean “mess” in an Iwo Jima way. ARE YOU WITH ME SO FAR??!!??”
“Y-yes M…”
“SHUT UP! You worthless worm . If you want to dress like a girl then you will BE a girl and you will be one starting from the beginning! You aren’t qualified to wear that stupid looking bra!! You aren’t qualified to wear those panties!! We are going to turn you into a Woman Marine and you are going to become one from the ground up. Happy Birthday maggot. You were just born a happy bouncing baby girl”
McManly started to say something but the Colonel’s eyes flashed with the menace he had seen once in a fellow Marine as he slammed a combat knife into the throat of an enemy combatant. Barely breathing, the Lieutenant stood silently at attention staring at the wall through the Colonel’s head. He felt if he made eye contact they would be sucked from his eye sockets by her anger and collapsed into a black hole singularity. The Colonel said only one other thing before stalking from the room, “Take this ugly little baby girl to the nursery”.
