This… snicker… talk about tongue in cheek…
8 crayon flavors Marines would actually enjoy eating
There are a few simple truths in life: The Earth is round. The Sun is hot. Humans need oxygen to breathe. And Marines love to eat crayons.
No one is quite sure where or how that last fact came to be, but as far back as contemporary lore goes, nary a devil dog can say they haven’t heard at least one joke about their beloved Corps being full of colorful wax-snack eaters.
Full article, with ‘selections’ HERE at Marine Times.
And before you laugh too hard, there really ARE edible crayons out there… Crayons Ready to Eat is one such company, link HERE. And you CAN color with them, or eat them, your choice…LOL
Bonus is that CRE is a Veteran Owned Business, so you would be supporting veterans if you order them!
NOTE: I have not ordered any…yet…
Sandy, you can order ’em for your hubby!
Hey, there are worse thing to snack on…
Boogers, for one example…
or ear wax from under your fingernail.
I keep bacon grease smeared on my wounds. Don’t heal faster but the scabs are delicious!
One great thing about the navy- they discovered sex. It took the marines to introduce it to women.
Now now. Don’t make fun of the Navy Taxi Service. They serve a purpose. S/F
As my cuzz the former Marine would say, “You know why Navy has Marines aboard their ships. Easier to disguise then sheep.”
“room temperature Pabst Blue Ribbon”
Guilty as charged.
I forward those jokes to all my Marine buddy’s. We think they are hilarious!
I and my former Marine buddies love the eating-crayon jokes. Funny thing is former Army, Navy and Air Force personnel always say they’re “Vets” and you then have to ask from what service. Yeah, if I had been in one of those services, I wouldn’t brag about it either. However, if you’ve never served, shut your pie hole. You haven’t earned the right to make fun of a serviceman or woman.
USAF Ret here. I remember during the first Gulf War working with KC-135 tanker aircraft (think about 80k of fuel on board and no defensive system) orbiting +/- 60 miles south of Bagdad during the air war. We watch the flak coming up all around and commenting that is was so heavy you could walk across it, but we would be one hell of a fireball. And yes, the shell’s were exploding below us by a few thousand feet. It’s a little more intense when you think about the guy’s working the radar seeing a blimp vs pin size target on screen. Our only thought after landing was to pull our undies out of the a super tight hole.
Or, how about working in Cambodia along the Laos/Vietnam border on a POW/MIA mission in the early 90’s. Civilian cloths, no weapons, and we were being tracked by the Khmer Rouge for a few days. Fun times were had yes-er-e buddy.