I was married during Basic and one day, slightly sober, Cletus decided we were all a bunch of chicken shit virgins and he would just not tolerate it.
He rented a bus and decided to take the entire Platoon into Augusta to a bordello well known to him.
I went up to him and mentioned I was married and he told me it was "ok" and that I could come anyway.
I begged off and from that point on I was no longer
"shit for brains" as he elevated me to "married moron".
I think of him all the time.
He had a "profile" in his pocket. He carried it around all the time. It said basically that he was "crazy as hell" and he pretty much got away with anything he felt like doing.
He was busted from E-7 down to E-2 and I graduated as an E-3 so I ranked him!