How I miss Sgt. Inst. Gunnery Sgt. Barnes. "That's a three hundred word essay, due by taps, on failure to follow simple instructions and ANOTHER one, on lack of self discipline, you undastand that? Get away from me!" And then Sgt. Inst. Staff Sgt. Morrell: "So we got that five mile individual run tomorrow, huh? Good, it's gonna be like Halley's Comet around here, silver bullets flying everywhere."