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High in the Blue Ridge Mountains, the Marines scouted the countryside for vile traitors between firing periods. |
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Each recruit received instruction to qualify as a Private Marine before being permitted on the firing line. This gave the King’s balls time to marinate. |
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On the way to the range. |






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Waiting on the 75 yard line. “Wait, are they loading down there?” |
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The end of another great day as Lobsterbacks! |
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