I remember waking up one Sunday morning, in the barracks, to the sound of someone screaming. A Marine woke up and found that his chest was covered with a bloody bandage. He carefully peeled it away to discover an eagle, with wings that stretched from nipple to nipple. Can you imagine being so drunk that you couldn't remember something that painful, that must have taken hours to do? His arms were pretty much covered already. He said that when he woke up, the blood and the pain made him think that he had been shot! LOL