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Lots of photos inside!
Before the sun even rose, the troopers of Valley Forge greet the day with some hott chow. Upon there return to the barracks, the overwhelming task of the snow removal is in their hands.
The company area, which is a place for all of F. Co to congregate for formations, was covered in a thick white snowfall from the night before.
Alas, the sun rose, and we gave him a big "FUCK YOU!" for we had been up for ages now.
As is the general theme of the perilious VF troopers, most didnt take the responsibility of snow removal seriously
Most decided to voice there opinions of the school, and this didnt make the Tactical Officer very happy
The icing on the cake if you will, was when massive snowball fights broke out between kids on the ground, and kids in the barracks.
As punishment for not doing what we were told, and not acting in a gentelmanly manner, "Uncle Mike" as we so lovingly call him, decided to bring back a tradition he started last year. Armed only with small plastic spoons, he ordered us to "remove the distraction of the snow" and told us we could not leave until it was done.
Some of the troopers werent very happy about this concept, but they were freshman, unaware of the time we had last year.
But the boys who were seasoned vets of the peculiar punishments of dear old Uncle Mike, took everything in stride.
"Every crack, every corner and every crevice must be CLEAN!" barked Uncle Mike, and the boys did what they were told.
The brave souls of Fox Company toiled forever, to make the place clean.
Some of the gentleman went so far as going "head first" into the project, getting into the thick of it, to get the snow cleared away.
What seemed like an eternity later, the task at hand seemed to be getting finished.
By nightfall, the company area looked as if it had never snowed at all!
The countless scrapings had taken its toll on the young cadets, and there spoons werent looking too hott either!
But in the end, in true VF fashion, the brave soldiers had kept there spirits, and were still able to joke about everything!
In the end, we let out a brave, "Hooah!" and the job was finally done
For more photos, including VIDEO, please, IM me and I can send you some more. GLAD TO BE BACK AT OL' VF!
Before the sun even rose, the troopers of Valley Forge greet the day with some hott chow. Upon there return to the barracks, the overwhelming task of the snow removal is in their hands.
The company area, which is a place for all of F. Co to congregate for formations, was covered in a thick white snowfall from the night before.
Alas, the sun rose, and we gave him a big "FUCK YOU!" for we had been up for ages now.
As is the general theme of the perilious VF troopers, most didnt take the responsibility of snow removal seriously
Most decided to voice there opinions of the school, and this didnt make the Tactical Officer very happy
The icing on the cake if you will, was when massive snowball fights broke out between kids on the ground, and kids in the barracks.
As punishment for not doing what we were told, and not acting in a gentelmanly manner, "Uncle Mike" as we so lovingly call him, decided to bring back a tradition he started last year. Armed only with small plastic spoons, he ordered us to "remove the distraction of the snow" and told us we could not leave until it was done.
Some of the troopers werent very happy about this concept, but they were freshman, unaware of the time we had last year.
But the boys who were seasoned vets of the peculiar punishments of dear old Uncle Mike, took everything in stride.
"Every crack, every corner and every crevice must be CLEAN!" barked Uncle Mike, and the boys did what they were told.
The brave souls of Fox Company toiled forever, to make the place clean.
Some of the gentleman went so far as going "head first" into the project, getting into the thick of it, to get the snow cleared away.
What seemed like an eternity later, the task at hand seemed to be getting finished.
By nightfall, the company area looked as if it had never snowed at all!
The countless scrapings had taken its toll on the young cadets, and there spoons werent looking too hott either!
But in the end, in true VF fashion, the brave soldiers had kept there spirits, and were still able to joke about everything!
In the end, we let out a brave, "Hooah!" and the job was finally done
For more photos, including VIDEO, please, IM me and I can send you some more. GLAD TO BE BACK AT OL' VF!