I don’t really know how the Police Academy people get trained, but this part reminded me of Boot Camp.
I FUCKING LOVED Boot Camp…I shit you fukn not. Fukn level field, excel, bitch…find out what you are TRULY made of…
Shit I just got a woodie…
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Loved boot camp. All the yelling and screaming…the physical challenges…push ups , sit-ups, pull-ups before chow…running, forced marches…etc. Kick ass…
You want to find out what you’re made of? Or you wanna be a momma’s boy all your life?
Join the Army or Marines. That’s where the real heroes are.
June 6th, 2008 at 4:30 pm
That ain’t know joke. I’ve been asking around, seeing if there’s away to go back! Oh man, was Boot Camp a great time. Nothing but PT and in your face motivation.
June 6th, 2008 at 8:14 pmIn hind sight though. I don’t think any body thought that while they were on the Island. I wanted off so badly I pushed through the last two weeks with a broken rib and foot. I got looked at by a civilian doctor while on leave.
One of my favorite clips.
June 6th, 2008 at 8:17 pmhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zuctkYYywZ0
“Don’t worry, somebody else will take care of your girl.”
Priceless
sit the fuck down…thay aint boot camp…MCRD San diego and Parris Island is motherfuckin boot camp…get that pussy shit off Bash!
June 6th, 2008 at 8:28 pmi loved police academy all the skate boarding and voice acting gags…guttenburg…genius
June 6th, 2008 at 8:49 pm
3rd Battalion H company!! 
June 6th, 2008 at 9:02 pm
I heard the San Diego recruits wear shades. 
June 6th, 2008 at 9:04 pmRead my FUKN LIPS MAGGOT:
“Reminded me of…”
PS: I graduated Boot Camp In 1982…that was 26 years ago…was you breathin’ yet, boy?
DON’T EVER FUCKING MOUTH OFF TO ME AGAIN, BITCH.
June 6th, 2008 at 11:52 pmBoot Camp: an absolutely priceless experience
June 7th, 2008 at 5:58 amNavy Seals Bootcamp. That’a all I am going to say.
June 7th, 2008 at 7:18 amIts true, we were issued sunglasses in Diego, kept the blood from our eyes kicking hick pukes ass from pi.
Semper fi dudes, love yah all.
Bash you newbie. Class of 60 when we used real rifles, the Grand M-1 & BAR.
June 7th, 2008 at 9:00 amI believe my very high regard for the military has been well established in previous posts, so I will look upon dissention with a slim eye. Having said that, here goes:
I am not impressed. Being yelled at by some big guy with a campaign hat. Oh, eek!
I did hard time in St. Monica’s Catholic school, grades 1-3, under Sisters Jude, Carminetti and Theresa.
Sister Jude taught me that more than three shakes was a sin, and damned well stood by to make sure I didn’t go to hell in the boys’ room. On weekends, she gave hand-to-hand combat lessons to the Vermont State Police.
Sister Carminetti not only broke fingers for poor penmanship, but could throw an 18-inch ruler over her shoulder and split an apple hanging from a string. Give her any lip during Bible Studies class and say hello to the Central Vermont Ambulance Service.
Sister Theresa…[flesh crawls]…could pop open an oyster by glaring at it. Francis Tash, sitting next to me one day, claimed that there was no God. I miss Francis very much, and have a bad case of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder to remember him by.
Being called a maggot and doing push-ups?! You kids today have no concept of discipline cake slathered with horror frosting until you have survived Catholic School. Hannibal Lecter couldn’t study trauma for 30 years and learn what most nuns forget in a week.
June 7th, 2008 at 9:38 amWinter of 67, Fort Lewis Washington, fucking white out blizzard. “You will grab the pack of the man before you”, “You will march to the qualification range”, “You will enter the firing pit”, “You will aim your weapon down range”, “You will lock and load”, “”READY ON THE RIGHT, READY ON THE LEFT, COMMENCE FIRING”" (NO FIRING) “”FIRE 20 ROUNDS DOWN RANGE NOW!!!”" (MUCH FIRING) “”CLEAR YOUR WEAPONS”", “”READY ON THE RIGHT, READY ON THE LEFT, EXIT THE FIRING PIT AND REGAIN YOUR FORMATION.”"
“DI” Sgt Blair’s voice from somewhere in the white out, “Congratulations maggots, you’re all Marksmen now!” followed by sick laughter.
Just one more exciting and memorable day done in the US Army’s BIG GREEN MACHINE.
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June 7th, 2008 at 11:02 amIs it true the Navy has time out cards now for those tough times in boot camp.