~Rob
And the final piece of the puzzle. I'm Rob. I am the youngest of the group, the most detached from reality, and the one who joined the trio late.
I'm a 24 year old, going on 40. I love America, beer, guns, and America. I'm by no means a redneck, despite having grown up in a trailer park in Ohio. As a matter of fact, I prefer to be well dressed, or in a costume. I dislike NASCAR and absolutely hate Miller High Life.
I grew up with a sense of duty from my father, a cop. He sort of indoctrinated me and raised me to become a Marine. It worked. I got to travel the world, from Afghanistan to Germany, from Cuba to Romania. I got to see and do a ton of cool and weird shit along the way. I fucking love what I do, and am genuinely happy with my choice, as is my father, who I'm pretty sure is living vicariously through me at this point.
That being said, I have zero intention of talking about politics, the world or its issues, or really anything of merit. Everything I say will be my own personal opinions, experiences, and stories. Nothing I'll say is representing the Marine Corps, or the U.S. Government. (They make me say this.)
The things I do intend on writing about are what I know: sex, working out, video games, guns, beer, and how to be a proper modern gentleman. Before anyone thinks to ask, no. I don't know my number. I lost track of that many moons ago. Not all of them have been great. In fact, you'll probably read some of the worst. While I may not be the most "swole" guy in any venue, it's not lack of knowledge. I'm actually just fucking lazy. When I do work out though, it's my release. Video games make up a small but important part of my personal time. It's my escape from reality. Guns are fun, get over it. Beer is fantastic, get over it. Being a gentleman is something I'm actually really adamant about. I feel that in today's society, the art has been lost. Men stopped being men. I support wearing a suit any time you leave your house. I support knowing how to dress, speak, and act, so as not to come off as some uncouth fuck-boy. I will teach you, if you'll let me.
Come along now kids. There is danger afoot.
And the final piece of the puzzle. I'm Rob. I am the youngest of the group, the most detached from reality, and the one who joined the trio late.
I'm a 24 year old, going on 40. I love America, beer, guns, and America. I'm by no means a redneck, despite having grown up in a trailer park in Ohio. As a matter of fact, I prefer to be well dressed, or in a costume. I dislike NASCAR and absolutely hate Miller High Life.
I grew up with a sense of duty from my father, a cop. He sort of indoctrinated me and raised me to become a Marine. It worked. I got to travel the world, from Afghanistan to Germany, from Cuba to Romania. I got to see and do a ton of cool and weird shit along the way. I fucking love what I do, and am genuinely happy with my choice, as is my father, who I'm pretty sure is living vicariously through me at this point.
That being said, I have zero intention of talking about politics, the world or its issues, or really anything of merit. Everything I say will be my own personal opinions, experiences, and stories. Nothing I'll say is representing the Marine Corps, or the U.S. Government. (They make me say this.)
The things I do intend on writing about are what I know: sex, working out, video games, guns, beer, and how to be a proper modern gentleman. Before anyone thinks to ask, no. I don't know my number. I lost track of that many moons ago. Not all of them have been great. In fact, you'll probably read some of the worst. While I may not be the most "swole" guy in any venue, it's not lack of knowledge. I'm actually just fucking lazy. When I do work out though, it's my release. Video games make up a small but important part of my personal time. It's my escape from reality. Guns are fun, get over it. Beer is fantastic, get over it. Being a gentleman is something I'm actually really adamant about. I feel that in today's society, the art has been lost. Men stopped being men. I support wearing a suit any time you leave your house. I support knowing how to dress, speak, and act, so as not to come off as some uncouth fuck-boy. I will teach you, if you'll let me.
Come along now kids. There is danger afoot.
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