This story reminds me of the time my younger brother and I went to a nudie bar in Tijuana. We sat there for a while, had a couple of beers, gazing at the nastiest, skanky middle-age crack ho stripper we have ever seen. After a while, nature called, so we made our way into the john to find the place covered with pee, shit -- you name it. Man, it was a mess in there. So, we did our duty and on the way out, we find 3 pairs of neatly folded USMC issue briefs sitting in the corner very smartly. So, we're thinking a couple of jarheads from Camp Pendleton made the unfortunate mistake of drinking the local water, or sampling the local cuisine, and for that the paid the price. But the fact they folded their shit stained briefs so neatly in the corner, is a testament to the quality of individuals produced by that institution.