I won a giant stuffed bear at Kings Dominion in the summer before my firstie year and brought it back with me to USNA. I kept it hidden behind my shower curtain during the day, and pulled it out at night to use as a comfy chair to sit on while I played Goldeneye on the TV that I kept hidden in my con locker. That should tell you about where I fall on the whole YUT JOE NAVY YUT scale.
I have no business even pretending like I was ever a hardass. Nowadays I don’t even pay much attention to USNA endeavors that don’t involve the athletic department. But I will erupt in a geyser of Old Grad rage if I ever read about Plebe Summer detailers being “cheerleaders.”
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