Creeping's comment's on Weapon's Platoon are dead ass on. All of 1/75 Wpn's platoons were individually a tight knit bunch of guys... what few line platoon transfers who did get folded into the AT sections got their shit wired tight in hurry; especially in A CO (you guys were God Damn MANIACS Creeping!!! :D :D ).
Their was just something special about it... Stuck in a seperate barracks far removed from the rest of your company... always battling with the Wpn's platoons across the hall or on the other floor, looking for the chance too or trying to avoid getting balled up. Guy's across the hall getting an early COB and your boy's are still stuck cleaning weapon's till 1830 while waiting on "the shit". The assholes downstairs are getting a 3 day, heading out the door towards tybee while your packing your ruck for tonight's thirty-miler

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Weapon's platoons always felt like they were getting the shaft, like the fat girl who always gets invited to the party but never gets laid,... but fat girls stick together and our collective misery and self-percieved "bastard" status made us hard and tight as group.
In the end, when the five-tons were pulling away, you could always tell which one was filled by WPN's!!! ...how we miss the good ole day's!
Later fellas,
Nate H.