New aviation rated recruits (E-3 and below) to Navy squadrons straight from “A” schools, and some drudges from the rest of the command are sent TAD to the Line Shack, sometimes until they make E-4 or their entire first enlistment. Referred to as Plane Captains. Usually lead by the worst PO1 in the command and seconded by the most Gun-Ho, high and tight, ate-up, PO2/3 idiot you could possibly imagine. Spend 12-14 hours a day washing, fueling, moving, cleaning out puke, (sometimes blood and guts) and strapping in and sending off fighter/bomber/helicopter, immature Frat Boy, Naval Aviator Officers to their glory or death. The “ Line Shack” is where all rumors, gossip, STD’s, weird skin diseases, 20 sailors puking and shitting themselves to death with food poisoning from eating 2 day old “Box Lunches”, ( sandwich meat called “Donkey Dick” Green from being frozen, then thawed) source of the stupidest shit you ever heard uttered by a human being. Also, sometimes, the only place “Truth” and the heartbeat of the command can be found ( “What’s the word in the Line Shack?” Heard asked too many times to count during a CO’s brief) Almost every Navy aviation sailor did their time in the “Line Shack”, and either jumped every hurdle, completed every qual, or sucked every last ass to get to to their rating’s shop, or stayed until EOS. A constant source of amusement and entertainment (and Pride for having been there themselves) for the the entire squadron. I’d go with the Helicopter Plane Captains from Naval Helicopter Squadrons HSL/ HS/ CSAR as they seen the most shit from Iraq/Afghanistan as any from the Navy’s prospective.