While in FC ‘A’ School it was sometimes a grueling affair! After my roommate and I scrubbed, polished and straightened everything in sight, we stood at attention as the Barracks Duty Officer entered our room!! He looked for dust over the window frame and inspected our lockers!!!
As he turned to leave, he placed his hand on a laundry bag tied to the end of a rack! There was this crackling sound...
"What the hell is in that ditty bag Sailor?"
"They’re Love letters, Chief!"
"What the hell are love letters doing in your laundry bag son?!?"
"What the hell are love letters doing in your laundry bag son?!?"
"They're dirty, sir!"
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