One of the many fond memories I have of bootcamp is that of the many excursions we had to the men’s room. As I remember it, my platoon of roughly 50 Marines was forced to use the “head” all at the same time. There were a total of 8 urinals in the main bathroom, with some “shitters” down the hall. It was the only time in my life (that I can recall, at least) that I have ever shared a urinal with 3 other men. Results like you see here in today’s strip were a daily occurrence.
As well as these urine-based bonding moments between fellow men, bootcamp was the only time that dropping a deuce became a social activity. When you had to do the deed, you would go up to your buddy and ask, “Hey you wanna go take a shit?” Instead of being met with obvious disgust and confusion, as I’m sure you would be in the “real world,” in bootcamp you’re more often than not responded to with an obliged “yes, I’d love to take a shit with you”. Well, maybe not so articulate (probably with more fuckin‘s), but you get the idea anyway.
I know I’ve said it again and again, but expect some new things to come to the site some time soon. Probably after my finals are over. I’m in the final stretch of the semester now, so naturally it’s crunch time. In art school, that doesn’t involve any kind of studying, it just involves work. Especially in terms of animation… and with two animation classes this semester, I would expect that I won’t see sunlight any time until the end of the semester.
No matter what endeavors you have going on, whether it be stateside or overseas, have a good weekend. See you next time.