What is the most disgusting thing you have seen in the barracks?

While at "A" school in Ft. Leonard Wood during a health & wellness inspection my roommates Lolli-Cock was found! A cherry 14" lollipop that looks exactly like an erect penis with veins and all! We were forever known as the girls with the candy dick!

Ziploc bag full of puke in a closet. The nastiest thing that I know of going on in the barracks was when we had a Marine take a pockey pussy, shove it between the matress and bedframe of his roomates rack, stick a pillow under his knees and basically ended up doggy styling the bed. When asked about the pillow he stated "I wanted more leverage". He went up for hazing (it wasnt, just really stupid on his part, but not malicious) in the funniest investigation I have ever been witness to. My finger was bleeding from biting the side so hard in order to not bust out laughing, and keep my composure as the whole story came to light. Good times.

Back in 1992, I was a rope and did dorm inspections with the Blue Ropes (NCOs). Back then, it wasn't mandatory to have direct deposit. We inspected this guy's room and wall locker and found stacks of government paychecks (uncashed, still in their envelopes on the top shelf of the wall locker). The NCO secured the checks (forget how many...probably 12-15). Apparently, this guy never opened a checking account (prob didn't know how since he grew up on a farm) and stated he was "gittin, three squares and didn't need no money". The next day they took him to the credit union and opened a banking account with him.

No names no locations... One of my battles came and got me one day. He was pissed because he was squared away but his room mate was nasty. He said he had gone to 1SG twice and nothing happened. So, he jerked off into the room mates ashtray next to his bed, His room mate continued to use the ashtray for about a week before his NCO finally came to inspect quarters. When he (the offending room mate) emptied the ashtray he used his bare hand to scoop out the spooge/ash/butt fulled ashtray and then proceeded to wipe his hand on his BDU top. I could barely keep from puking at this point.

For me it had to be an inspection of a Soldiers on-base family housing.

Our unit got a call from base housing that several people called and complained about a smell coming from the housing unit. So myself and another NCO were dispatched to inspect the housing and report back to the 1SG. When we got there, we knocked on the door and the Solder's wife answer. We told her why we were there and asked to come in. She let us in. There was literally a path from the door, to the couch, to the dining room to the kitchen. Clothes and trash covered the floors and furniture. The stairs looked like a ramp covered in clothing. As we continued our inspection we made our way upstairs. As I was taking notes of the bathroom with its black tub and sink I heard my battle buddy yell out "Oh hell F*** no" from the bedroom. I made my way over the trash to the bedroom where he stood pointing at the end table next to the bed. On top was an adult sexual assistance device with what appeared to be some sort of human body waste on it. That completed our report. We reported back to the 1SG who took the report up through the chain of command.

My Roommate....and I say that with a straight face. Idk how I made it 3 years living with him....good thing Korea gave me a year off from being his roommate and I got a better one.

Things must have really changed from the 60's. When in Germany and I made Sp4 I was assigned a room of 12 Pvt's and PFC's to keep ready for inspections. So while we were getting the SPC room ready Sat. inspection we would all go check the rooms we were responsible for. If the 1SG or Lt just did a quick walk through so they could go home we usually passed with flying colors. Surprisingly the only room to cause problems was the NCO & Sr NCO room. We had a E7 and one E6 who lived in the barracks. But there were 3 E6's and 2 E5's who lived off base but had to keep a bunk and their field equipment in the room. For a Bn inspection they would come in the night before for the GI party and lay out all their gear. Otherwise they would just throw all their stuff in their lockers. They got so they would pay a couple of PVT's $5.00 each to mop and buff their floors. 2 of the E6's did not pay up a couple of weeks. They had to explain the the 1ST why there were burn marks on their blankets. LOL, a GI blanket under a buffer put a beautiful shine on the floor. It also left marks on the blanket.
New guys wouldn't understand but when I was a PVT and was offered $10.00 to mop and clean the room with a buddy I grabbed it. I was making about $85.00 a month before deductions and was always broke by the 15th.

most disgusting? TDY at Langley AFB circa 1985. A group of about 8-10 airmen running a train on a grossly overweight, 18 y/o dependa daughter in the communal latrine. Only slightly less disturbing, the following evening walking into my room and finding that same female bent over a chair getting pounded by my SSgt roommate while slapping her ass with a ping pong paddle.

Once I was called to do a health and comfort inspection in base housing. Everyone knows that it is rare for family housing inspections. This time there was a problem. A nasty problem. And they called the PMT--Corpsman (Preventive Medicine--kind of like the health department in the Navy).

We get there and let me just say gloves and a gasmasks were needed... Maybe not a gasmask but it sure stunk of urine, feces, rotten garbage, and musk combined.

The floor was nasty, was were duty and scribbled on, the refrigerator was likely one big science project.

Everything was in disarray. But really got to me was that they had kids. Young ones still in diapers. They were using a hutch as a changing table. There were old dirty diapers in the hutch that were like jelly because they were starting to decay. I still cringe when I think about it.

I never knew the outcome but all the important people on base were involved. Sad. It was sad because the kids.

The mad pooper... who would poop in the stair wells on weekends... And, smoking when that was allowed...