Nothing in life is worse than when the Marines move in. The ship (LHD) goes from 900 dysfunctional sailors to 2,000+ blue and green hateful, spiteful, miserable service members. Marines get lost on the ship, are to bulky with gear for the p-ways, and generally get in our way and smell up the boat. Then their boredom sets in. They overwhelm the small ship gym, the chow line (during blue hours), and get busted trying to fish off the side of the ship. To exact revenge, the Navy IT's kill their POTS lines when the Marines call home with their gifted WalMart call cards, tell them the wrong directions to get anywhere, and pretend there's an emergency - the quickest way anywhere when a Marine is in your way is to yell MAKE A HOLE! - watching them panic is hilarious.

On an LHA, we would have 2 or 3 sailors stand in front of a door or hatch to nowhere. Whenever Marine's would see sailors stand in a line, they would start to file behind. For whatever reason, the Jarheads always thought if sailors were standing in line for something, they were going to get in line for it too. Also, from the minute Morons embarked, the ship went to water hours. They showered at least 4 times a day. It killed us engineers trying to keep up with needed water.