Circulating among SOF retired.
The 213 Things Skippy is Not Allowed to Do in the U.S. Army
At the bottom of the page is a little info about “Skippy”, the originator of the list. The ones listed after “Mike’s addenda” were added by an author, and a friend of mine, named Michael Z. Williamson. Extracted from that context at the end of this post:
I assure you, every thing on this list is something that I personally was instructed not to do, or I witnessed another soldier receive instructions about. Not to say that everything actually happened, just that it was discussed.
1: Not allowed to watch Southpark when I’m supposed to be working.
2: My proper military title is “Specialist Schwarz” not “Princess Anastasia.”
3: Not allowed to threaten anyone with black magic.
4: Not allowed to challenge anyone’s disbelief of black magic by asking for hair.
5: Not allowed to get silicone breast implants.
6: Not allowed to play “Pulp Fiction” with a suction-cup dart pistol and any officer.
7: Not allowed to add “In accordance with the prophesy” to the end of answers I give to a question an officer asks me.
8: Not allowed to add pictures of officers I don’t like to War Criminal posters.
9: Not allowed to title any product “Get Over it.”
10: Not allowed to purchase anyone’s soul on Government time.
11: Not allowed to join the Communist Party.
12: Not allowed to join any militia.
13: Not allowed to form any militia.
14: Not allowed out of my office when the president visited Sarajevo.
15: Not allowed to train adopted stray dogs to “Sic Brass!”
16: Must get a haircut even if it tampers with my “Sampson like powers.”
17: God may not contradict any of my orders.
18: May no longer perform my now (in)famous “Barbie Girl Dance” while on duty.
19: May not call any officers immoral, untrustworthy, lying slime, even if I’m right.
20: Must not taunt the French any more.
21: Must attempt to not antagonize SAS.
22: Must never call an SAS a “Wanker.”
23: Must never ask anyone who outranks me if they’ve been smoking crack.
24: Must not tell any officer that I am smarter than they are, especially if it’s true.
25: Never confuse a Dutch soldier for a French one.
26: Never tell a German soldier that “We kicked your ass in World War 2!”
27: Don’t tell Princess Di jokes in front of the paras (British Airborne).
28: Don’t take the batteries out of the other soldiers alarm clocks (Even if they do hit snooze about forty times).
29: The Irish MPs are not after “Me frosted lucky charms.”
30: Not allowed to wake a Non-Commissioned Officer by repeatedly banging on the head with a bag of trash.
31: Not allowed to let sock puppets take responsibility for any of my actions.
32: Not allowed to let sock puppets take command of my post.
33: Not allowed to chew gum at formation, unless I brought enough for everybody.
34: (Next day) Not allowed to chew gum at formation even if I *did* bring enough for everybody.
35: Not allowed to sing “High Speed Dirt” by Megadeth during airborne operations. (“See the earth below/Soon to make a crater/Blue sky, black death, I’m off to meet my maker.”)
36: Can’t have flashbacks to wars I was not in. (The Spanish-American War isn’t over!)
37: Our medic is called “Sergeant Larwasa,” not “Doctor Feelgood.”
38: Our supply sergeant is “Sergeant Watkins,” not “Sugar Daddy.”
39: Not allowed to ask for the day off due to religious purposes, on the basis that the world is going to end, more than once.
40: I do not have super-powers.
41: “Keep on Trucking” is *not* a psychological warfare message.
42: Not allowed to attempt to appeal to mankind’s baser instincts in recruitment posters.
43: Camouflage body paint is not a uniform.
44: I am not the atheist chaplain.
45: I am not allowed to “Go to Bragg boulevard and shake daddies little money maker for twenties stuffed into my undies.”
46: I am not authorized to fire officers.
47: I am not a citizen of Texas and those other forty-nine lesser states.
48: I may not use public masturbation as a tool to demonstrate a flaw in a command decision.
49: Not allowed to trade military equipment for “magic beans.”
50: Not allowed to sell magic beans during duty hours.
51: Not allowed to quote “Dr Seuss” on military operations.
52: Not allowed to yell “Take that, Cobra!” at the rifle range.
53: Not allowed to quote “Full Metal Jacket” at the rifle range.
54: “Napalm sticks to kids” is *not* a motivational phrase.
55: An order to “Put Kiwi on my boots” does *not* involve fruit.
56: An order to “Make my Boots black and shiny” does not involve electrical tape.
57: The proper response to a lawful order is not “Why?”
58: The following words and phrases may not be used in a cadence- Budding sexuality, necrophilia, I hate everyone in this formation and wish they were dead, sexual lubrication, black earth mother, all Marines are latent homosexuals, Tantric yoga, Gotterdammerung, Korean hooker, Eskimo Nell, we’ve all got jackboots now, slut puppy, or any references to squid.
59: May not make posters depicting the leadership failings of my chain of command.
60: “The Giant Space Ants” are not at the top of my chain of command.
61: If one soldier has a 2nd Lt bar on his uniform, and I have an E-4 on mine, it means he outranks me. It does not mean “I have been promoted three more times than you.”
62: It is better to beg forgiveness than to ask permission, no longer applies to Specialist Schwarz.
63: Command decisions do *not* need to be ratified by a 2/3 majority.
64: Inflatable novelties do *not* entitle me to BAQ or Separation pay.
65: There are no evil clowns living under my bed.
66: There is no “Anti-Mime” campaign in Bosnia.
67: I am not the Psychological Warfare Mascot.
68: I may not line my helmet with tin foil to “Block out the space mind control lasers.”
69: May not pretend to be a fascist stormtrooper, while on duty.
70: I am not authorized to prescribe any form of medication.
71: I must not flaunt my deviances in front of my chain of command.
72: May not wear gimp mask while on duty.
73: No military functions are to be performed “Skyclad.”
74: Woad is not camouflage makeup.
75: May not conduct psychological experiments on my chain of command.
76: “Teddy Bear, Teddy bear, turn around” is *not* a cadence.
77: The MP checkpoint is not an Imperial Stormtrooper roadblock, so I should not tell them, “You don’t need to see my identification, these are not the droids you are looking for.”
78: I may not call block my chain of command.
79: I am neither the king nor queen of cheese.
80: Not allowed to wear a dress to any army functions.
81: May not bring a drag queen to the battalion formal dance.
82: May not form any press gangs.
83: Must not start any SITREP (Situation Report) with “I recently had an experience I just had to write you about….”
84: Must not use military vehicles to “Squish” things.
85: Not allowed to make any Psychological Warfare products depicting the infamous Ft. Bragg sniper incident.
86: May not challenge anyone in my chain of command to the “field of honor.”
87: If the thought of something makes me giggle for longer than 15 seconds, I am to assume that I am not allowed to do it.
88: Must not refer to 1st Sgt as “Mom.”
89: Must not refer to the Commander as “Dad.”
90: Inflatable sheep do *not* need to be displayed during a room inspection.
91: I am not authorized to initiate Jihad.
92: When asked to give a few words at a military ceremony, “Romper Bomper Stomper Boo,” is probably not appropriate.
93: Nerve gas is not funny.
94: Crucifixes do not ward off officers, and I should not test that.
95: I am not in need of a more suitable host body.
96: “Redneck Zombies” is not a military training aid.
97: Gozer does not dwell in my refrigerator.
98: The proper response to a chemical weapon attack is not “Tell my chain of command what I really think about them, and then poke holes in their masks.”
99: A smiley face is not used to mark a minefield.
100: Claymore mines are not filled with yummy candy, and it is wrong to tell new soldiers that they are.
101: I am not allowed to mount a bayonet on a crew-served weapon.
102: Rodents are not entitled to burial with full military honors, even if they are “casualties of war.”
103: My commander is not old enough to have fought in the civil war, and I should stop implying that he did.
104: Vodka, green food coloring, and a “Cool Mint” Listerine® bottle is not a good combination.
105: I am not allowed to bum cigarettes from anyone under twelve.
106: I may not trade my rifle for any of the following: Cigarettes, booze, sexual favors, Kalashnikovs, Soviet Armored vehicles, small children or bootleg CDs.
107: Must not mock command decisions in front of the press.
108: Should not taunt members of the press, even if they are really fat, exceptionally stupid and working for UPI.
109: I am not authorized to change national policy in Eastern Europe.
110: Never, ever, attempt to correct a Green Beret officer about anything.
111: I am not qualified to operate any US, German, Polish or Russian Armored vehicles.
112: When saluting a “leg” officer, an appropriate greeting is not “Airborne leads the wa- oh…sorry, sir.”
113: There is absolutely no need to emulate the people from “Full Monty” every time I hear the song “Hot Stuff.”
114: I cannot trade my CO to the Russians.
115: I should not speculate on the penis size of anyone who outranks me.
116: Crucifying mice – bad idea.
117: Must not use government equipment to bootleg pornography.
118: Burn pits for classified material are not revel fires – therefore it is wrong to dance naked around them.
119: I cannot arrest children for being rude.
120: An EO briefing is probably not the best place to unveil my newest off color joke.
121: I should not use government resources to “waterproof” dirty magazines.
122: Radioactive material should not be stored in the barracks.
123: I should not teach other soldiers to say offensive and crude things in Albanian, under the guise of teaching them how to say potentially useful phrases.
124: Two drink limit does not mean first and last.
125: Two drink limit does not mean two kinds of drinks.
126: Two drink limit does not mean the drinks can be as large as I like.
127: “No Drinking Of Alcoholic Beverages” does not imply that a Jack Daniel’s ® IV is acceptable.
128: “Shpadoinkle” is not a real word.
129: The Microsoft ® “Dancing Paperclip” is not authorized to countermand any orders.
130: “I’m drunk,” is a bad answer to any question posed by my commander.
131: No dancing in the turret. This especially applies in conjunction with rule #113.
132: The loudspeaker system is not a forum to voice my ideas.
133: The loudspeaker system is not to be used to replace the radio.
134: The loudspeaker system is not to be used to broadcast the soundtrack to a porno movie.
135: An order to put polish on my boots means the whole boot.
136: Shouting, “Let’s do the village! Let’s do the whole fucking village!” while out on a mission is bad.
137: Should not show up at the front gate wearing part of a Russian uniform, messily drunk.
138: Even if my commander did it.
139: Must not teach interpreters how to make “MRE” bombs.
140: I am not authorized to sell mineral rights.
141: Not allowed to use a broadsword to disprove “The Pen is Mightier than the sword.”
142: “Calvin-Ball” is not authorized PT.
143: I do not need to keep a range card by my window.
144: “K-Pot, LBE and a thin coat of Break-Free” is not an authorized uniform.
145: I should not drink three quarts of blue food coloring before a urine test.
146: Nor should I drink three quarts of red food coloring, and scream during the same.
147: I should not threaten suicide with pop rocks and Coke ®.
148: Putting red “Mike and Ice’s” ® into a prescription medicine bottle, and then eating them all in a formation is not funny.
149: Must not create new DOD forms, then insist they be filled out.
150: On Sports Day PT, a wedgie is not considered a legal tackle.
151: The proper way to report to my Commander is “Specialist Schwarz, reporting as ordered, Sir” not “You can’t prove a thing!”
152: The following items do not exist: Keys to the Drop Zone, A box of grid squares, blinker fluid, winter air for tires, canopy lights, or Chem-Light ® batteries.
153: I should not assign new privates to “guard the flight line.”
154: Shouldn’t treat “piss-bottles” with extra-strength icy hot.
155: Teaching Albanian children to taunt other soldiers is not nice.
156: I will no longer perform lap-dances while in uniform.
157: If I take the uniform off, in the course of the lap-dance, it still counts.
158: The revolution is not now.
159: When detained by MPs, I do not have a right to a strip search.
160: No part of the military uniform is edible.
161: Bodychecking General officers is not a good idea.
162: Past lives have absolutely no effect on the chain of command.
163: Take that hat off.
164: There is no such thing as a were-virgin.
165: I do not get “that time of month.”
166: No, the pants are not optional.
167: Not allowed to operate a business out of the barracks.
168: Especially not a pornographic movie studio.
169: Not even if they *are* “especially patriotic films”
170: Not allowed to “defect” to OPFOR during training missions.
171: On training missions, try not to shoot down the General’s helicopter.
172: “A full magazine and some privacy” is not the way to help a potential suicide.
173: I am not allowed to create new levels of security clearance.
174: Furby ® is not allowed into classified areas. (I swear to the gods, I did not make that up, it’s actually DOD policy).
175: We do not, “charge into battle, naked, like the Celts.”
176: Any device that can crawl across the table on medium, does not need to be brought into the office.
177: I am not to refer to a formation as “the boxy rectangle thingie.”
178: I am not “A lesbian trapped in a man’s body.”
179: On Army documents, my race is not “Other.”
180: Nor is it “Secretariat, in the third.”
181: Pokémon® trainer is not an MOS.
182: There is no FM for “wall-to-wall counseling.”
183: My chain of command has neither the time nor the inclination to hear about what I did with six boxes of Fruit Roll-Ups.®
184: When operating a military vehicle I may *not* attempt something “I saw in a cartoon.”
185: My name is not a killing word.
186: I am not the Emperor of anything.
187: Must not taunt officers in the throes of nicotine withdrawal with cigarettes.
188: May not challenge officers to “Meet me on the field of honor, at dawn.”
189: Do not dare SERE graduates to eat bugs. They will always do it.
190: Must not make s’mores while on guard duty.
191: Our Humvees cannot be assembled into a giant battle-robot.
192: The proper response to a briefing is not “That’s what you think.”
193: The Masons and Gray Aliens are not in our chain of command.
194: Shouldn’t take incriminating photos of my chain of command.
195: Shouldn’t use Photoshop® to create incriminating photos of my chain of command.
196: I am not allowed to give tattoos.
197: I am not allowed to sing “Henry the VIII I am” until verse 68 ever again.
198: Not allowed to lead a “Coup” during training missions.
199: I should not confess to crimes that took place before I was born.
200: My chain of command is not interested in why I “just happen” to have a kilt, an inflatable sheep, and a box of rubber bands in the back of my car.
201: Must not valiantly push officers onto hand grenades to save the squad.
202: Despite the confusing similarity in the names, the “Safety Dance” and the “Safety Briefing” are never to be combined.
203: “To conquer the earth with an army of flying monkeys” is a bad long term goal to give the re-enlistment NCO.
204: NEVER nail a stuffed bunny to a cross and put it up in front of the Battalion Headquarters sign as an “Easter Desecration.”
205: Don’t write up false gigs on a HMMWV PMCS. (“Broken clutch pedal,” “Number three turbine has frequent flame-outs,” “flux capacitor emits loud whine when engaged.”)
206: Not allowed to get shot.
207: The Chicken and Rice MRE is *not* a personal lubricant. (Skippy wanted this noted for the record that this is not something he has ever attempted or considered! It was something we heard at dinner on 22 September 2001 and it was just so obscene it had to go here.)
208: Not allowed to play into the deluded fantasies of the civilians who are “hearing conversations” from the NSA, FBI, CIA and KGB due to the microchip the aliens implanted in their brain.
209: An airsickness bag is to be used for airsickness *only*. (Also not a Skippy-ism…this was the same dinner.)
210: Must not make T-shirts up depicting a pig with the writing “Eat Pork or Die” in Arabic to bring as civilian attire when preparing to deploy to a primarily Muslim country.
211: Don’t ask LTC Steele to sign my copy of Blackhawk Down.
212: Must not go on nine deployments in six years that require a security clearance that I don’t have, even if the Army tells me repeatedly that I have one and I have no reason to question them.
213: Do not convince NCOs that their razorbumps are the result of microscopic parasites.
1: Not allowed to add mouse ears to my helmet under the guise of “radar” as a comment on the chain of command.
2: Not allowed to add a German Imperial spike to the top of my helmet.
3: Not allowed to add Viking horns to my helmet.
4: Not allowed to add handlebars to my helmet to make it easier for officers to ride my ass.
5: Not allowed to carry a sword.
6: One hundred rounds of ammo is enough for a training session.
7: Even if one hundred rounds is not enough ammo for a training session, I am not allowed to take a thousand rounds of my own ammo to the range for use in government owned weapons.
8: Not allowed to use state of the art MOLLE and German commando gear, even if it is issued to the Special Forces.
9: Even if I did pay for it myself.
10: Not allowed to tell general officers with hair pushing their ears that they look like girls or hippies.
11: Not allowed to correct field grade officers” recitations of orders or the UCMJ, even if they are wrong.
12: 20” long, one hundred year old bayonets belong on one hundred year old weapons, and I should not refit them to fit the M-16.
13: The M-16 works fine as it is, and I am not allowed to modify it with different stocks, grips, slings or “accessories” such as holographic head-up-display sights.
14: The commander’s pistol is not “improved” with the addition of neon pink Pachmayr grips.
15: I am not allowed to wear headphones in formation, especially since most rock songs are in a different tempo than a standard march.
16: Bright blue hair dye is not authorized and should not be worn, even if it does nicely complement the dress blues.
17: The proper way to inform a lieutenant his calculations may be incorrect is, “Sir, I think there may be a factor missing,” not “Don’t they teach you college boys how to #$%^$& count?”
18: When on OPFOR, I am not allowed to boobytrap the porta-potties with smoke grenades.
19: Nor am I allowed to use cargo straps to lash unsuspecting second lieutenants into porta-potties.
20: Nor am I allowed to pop enough teargas for it to clean out a store downwind and outside the base perimeter.
21: Nor am I allowed to manufacture fake pass badges to sneak through the perimeter.
22: Even if the badge says “AGGRESSOR” in bright red letters, I’m still not allowed to do it.
23: I am not allowed to barbecue upwind from deployed forces to taunt them with the smell of ribeye steaks.
24: I am not allowed to strip search prisoners during wargames.
25: I am not allowed to sneak into the cantonment and remove firing pins from weapons.
26: Nor am I allowed to replace magazines with “boobytrapped” ones with cartridges facing the wrong way to jam the weapon.
27: I am not allowed to correct the instructor on the range and characteristics of the M-16 rifle, even if I am right and he is wrong.
28: ESPECIALLY if I am right and he is wrong.
29: I am not allowed to provide harassing fire every 23 minutes all night long, in the middle of field classes, during chow and whenever the urge takes me.
30: I am not allowed to jam the deployed unit’s communications with patriotic Soviet marching music.
31: When a sergeant first class requisitions a 75mm blank cartridge, a pillow, a whistling booby trap simulator, an artillery simulator, a high concentration smoke grenade and a jeep, I should refuse even if I’m a lowly specialist, and not chuckle, wink and sign the form.
32: High concentration smoke pots will not extinguish when urinated on, but will release clouds of ammonia. (Mike did not try this, and knew it would happen. But Mike did observe it.)
33: I am not allowed to use civilian clothes to play terrorist.
34: I am not to forget to say “Exercise transmission” when reporting a teammate AWOL to the MPs.
35: I may not “kill” a headquarters unit and then burn the guidon.
36: Privately owned Mossberg 500 riot guns with bird scarers are not authorized, nor are live 12 gauge shells for hunting pheasants on the way to the field. (Mike did not do this, either, but did observe. BTW: Pheasant tastes like chicken.)
37: A red felt tip marker for “slashing” throats to be counted as coup later is not authorized. (Slippery John did that, not Mike. But it was really cool.)
38: I am not allowed to use a camera flash as an infiltration weapon to blind Entry Control Point sentries.
39: I am not allowed to lash three extra M-16 MILES transmitters to an M-60 so as to increase the volume of fire.
40: A $5 digital watch, a silicon controlled rectifier and a model rocket engine do make a cheap, nifty time detonator for a smoke grenade. However, I am not allowed to do this.
41: I am not allowed to use a visiting officer’s staff car as a firing position and get it dinged with ejecting brass.
42: When I overrun the position as part of OPFOR, I may not take the colonel’s hat as a souvenir. Nor may I staple it to the unit bulletin board as a trophy.
43: I especially may not hang it from my antenna with a coon tail.
44: I may not stick little eagles, leaves and bars to the butt of my weapon as “kill markers.”
45: I may not attach an inert practice claymore to the front of my uniform, facing out, and claim to be a suicide bomber.
46: When ransoming the general during a hostage exercise, I should set his value somewhat higher than “Two cheeseburgers and a large fry.”
47: Perhaps it would be better for all concerned if I just left OPFOR.
48: Uniform inspections do not include the question “boxers, briefs or commando?”
49: When deployed, I am not allowed to infiltrate the infiltrators and shoot them in the backs.
50: When deploying to the field, I should not have sugar, yeast and 50 feet of copper tubing in my duffelbag.
51: Just because a soldier refuses to acknowledge the laser beam from MILES gear as a valid hit does not mean I may bring a paintball gun on the next deployment and splat him in the head to prove the shot was good.
52: I may not paint a smiley face on a claymore.
53: I may not hand someone an extra grenade pin and ask, “Did you lose this?” as a practical joke.
54: I may not claim that web gear endows me with the powers of Spiderman.
55: When asked at a promotion board if I’ve ever considered becoming an officer, the proper answer is not, “Yes, sir, but my parents were married.”
56: If a jeep is stuck in a puddle, it is not possible to drain the puddle through a liberal application of artillery simulators. It will only make a muddy mess.
57: The Barney The Dinosaur theme song is in 4/4 time, but may not be used a marching cadence.
58: I may not use “Another Brick in the Wall” as a marching cadence while in MOPP Level 4.
59: There are now women in the military. Therefore, “Sally, Sally, don’t say no” is no longer authorized as a cadence. (The second line is “Down to the basement we must go” and it degenerates from there.)
60: I will not douse myself with the contents of a chemical light stick, then knock on a door and tell them there’s been a terrible accident.
61: When a female officer says she wants to “keep our relationship professional,” it is not a hint to offer to pay her.
62: I am not allowed to desecrate the bodies of the resuscitation dummies in CPR class.
63: Likewise, I will not refer to them as “the clinic’s portable love dolls.”
64: Nor may I provide them with tattoos and piercings.
65: I am never again to use them as training aids for the interrogation class.
66: The crime of “Statutory Rape” has nothing to do with statues.
67: ESPECIALLY not ones of General McClellan.
68: Nor his horse.
69: The Navy does NOT keep Marines aboard ship “because sheep would be obvious” and I may not suggest so at a joint service function.
70: When acting as weapons courier, I am to use the standard issue sidearm, not a Ruger .357 with Glaser ammunition.
An Introduction to Skippy
(Not particularly funny. Go ahead and drink something.)
I am a college student. I am studying everything I can, with the hopes of someday getting hired to design video games. A few years ago, I spent some time in the Army. Some people seem to find this piece of knowledge amusing for some reason.
How the list started:
It was just some emails I sent back to a few friends of mine. I was stationed in Bosnia, it sucked, and I got bored. I mean *really* bored. People who have been on a military deployment can understand what I am talking about here. I’d tell my friends back home about the kinds of pranks me and the other soldiers would play on each other to keep amused. By about month three, I had taken to ending every email with a few things I was no longer allowed to do. It didn’t actually start as a joke (See item number 1). My friend assembled these into a list, and named it “The 101 Things Skippy Can’t Do” and started passing it around. The problem was, there were only 30 or so items on it. And people seemed to like it. So I wrote some more. And some more. And I kept at it for a few years. Acquaintances of mine would pass it back and forth, and laugh at it. Shortly after 9/11 another friend of mine asked if she could make a web-site out of the list. I said “Sure, why not”. I would occasionally get email about it, but didn’t think much of it any more. After it had been up for a few years, my friend asked if I wanted to keep the site going. I figured “This gag has been done, it was funny for a while, but I don’t feel like paying money to keep this going.” It went down, and I forgot about it.
A few months ago, I go contacted by a journalist, looking for the author of the list. I was told it was now a considered ”The definitive guide to subversive army humor”. I wasn’t so sure about that (I’m pretty sure that the StrategyPage.com humor section covers that) but out of curiosity I did a search for my list.
People evidently like this thing.
So I guess I’ll put it back up.
Why did the site go away for so long?
Because I got out of the Army. Nobody gives me orders any more. Hence, no more additions to the list. I’ll try to write other funny things, but the list is pretty much done. I’ve got a few stories that never worked their way onto the list, maybe I’ll put them there.
I am releasing a secondary list of things that other people have done. I can’t make any guarantees about whether or not they actually happened, but they will be funny. (Or at the very least, *I’ll* think they’re funny.)
Some amusing misconceptions I have found floating around the net:
1. Skippy is a woman. Not exactly sure why. Interestingly enough, only Male Non-Commissioned Officers seem to make this mistake. One of them even sent me his picture, in case I wanted a boy friend. (Note: I don’t.)
2. I was a Sergeant, or an Officer. Nope. I was, in Army Speak, a career E-4. I was good at my job, but I lacked the Army Mentality necessary for promotion. I like to think of it as having a low tolerance for bullshit. Others would describe it as a total inability to keep my barracks room clean, or be nice to people simply because they outranked me.
3. The Skippy’s List was shut down by the army, who thought that it made them look bad. Not the case. The Skippy’s list went down because I was no longer in the Army. It just kinda felt wrong to continue to add to it, after I had received my separation orders.
4. Skippy was in (fill in the blank with some unit or other usually Intel related). I was in Psyop, the whole time I was in the army. I have served in the following units. – 1st PSYOP Battalion – 6th PSYOP Battalion – 9th PSYOP Battalion And that’s it.
5. Skippy must have been a horrible soldier to serve with. Oh be fair. Do you really think that I spent the whole time I was serving coming up with ways to screw with people? There’s a time and a place for making jokes. You probably have a “funny guy/girl” in your office or military unit. That’s what I was. I just wrote it down. There are only 213 things on this list. I was in the army for six years. That’s one item every 10.14 days. The rest of the time I was a model soldier. Maybe not model, but at least passable. Um….well, I showed up, that has to count for something.
6. Skippy made all of that stuff up. I assure you, every thing on this list is something that I personally was instructed not to do, or I witnessed another soldier receive instructions about. Not to say that everything actually happened, just that it was discussed. For example, I didn’t get breast implants, but I pretended to be interested in getting them, just because it made my Team Sergeant’s face turn all kinds of interesting colors. The list gives the impression that I did everything, only because it sounds funnier that way.
7. Skippy did *everything* on the list. Jesus. I’d be locked in a little padded room, clutching my knees, mumbling about the rats. I’m not *that* crazy.
8. Skippy got a Section 8. Heh. No, that didn’t happen. I actually got an Honorable Discharge. I’m now a college student, which is a lot like being in the Army, except when stupid people yell at me for stupid things, I can hit them now.
9. Skippy was a (Fill in the blank with an MOS, usually something in the field of Military Intel). I entered as a 25M (Multi-Media Illustrator). After a few years I transferred to 37F (Psychological Operations Specialist). I switched mainly on account of the fact that when home on leave, “I do Psychological Warfare” has a better chance of impressing women than “I defend our country by drawing decorative illustrations”. And it got too annoying explaining to people why on earth the Army saw a need for me to be an Airborne Illustrator. (To this day, I’m not exactly sure why.)
10. Skippy was a weird little cuss. Look, if spending your leave assembling a kilt out of fruit roll-ups in order to be the world’s first “Edible Scot” makes you weird…on second thought, that is kinda weird, so yeah, I guess that one stands.