My friend, Neil Doc Keddie, posted this short piece on our Facebook group page – Brothers of the Nam. I found it hilarious and want to share it with you.
Warning: Rated for Mature Audiences. Lots of Foul Language.!!!!
F*&k!!!! Yes, you heard me right. Certainly, we all knew how to cuss and swear before entering the service. But once we reached Basic Training, we began to see it and use it like it was a second language, which, of course, it was. For many of us, the words and especially the phrases were something that before we had no idea existed. No longer were we a group of trainees. Now we were “every Swinging Dick.” Before we were in the service we used to gather in groups to talk and socialize, but now we were a “Cluster-Fuck, and that “one round would get us all.” Certainly Basic and AIT were like beginning courses, but once we landed in-country, we became fluent. F&*K was no longer just a declarative word, now it became every part of speech there was. So much so that we could make an entire sentence with just that word –so it was all at once noun, verb, adverb, adjective, exclamation mark – indeed the whole works.
Cussing became secondary in nature. I can remember pulling Sick Call at the Aid Station on Firebase Arsenal and taking care of a guy who was suffering from a case of “Jungle Rot.’ Apparently, this was not his first time suffering from it as he wanted to know if we could give him some of the “Shit” that he had used before. The Doc and I looked at each other and then at him and asked “shit?’ Yes, he said that “Super Shit” that he had rubbed on it before. Oh! we said, “The SUPER shit” In fact he really wanted some of the “Super Fantastic Shit.” So, while he sat there, I turned around, grabbed a tube of ointment, got a label, and wrote “Super Fantastic Shit” Use 3 F&*KING times a day.
While we were there we even came up with words that seemed rather far-fetched. While talking with one of the Medics one evening he began to tell the Doc and me about a movie that he had recently seen in which the female lead had “big-assed titties.” “Big-assed Titties? we asked —“Exactly what are those? I forget how he described them now, but it was funny to hear.
One of the great parts of Battalion Training was the fact that for a few days, there was a reunion of the Medics. One of the things that were always good fun was all of us getting together to pull “Battalion Sick-Call” in the morning. On one occasion we had a “Cherry” who we gave the job of writing up the “complaint” of those who came for treatment. We started getting charts that read “rash on balls,” boil on ass” and “pain in dick.” It was funny to read but we had to caution him that these charts were part of the patients’ permanent records and would go with them wherever they went.
Of course, the day finally arrived when we got to go home. In so many cases, we were out of the bush and back on the block in just a few hours. There was no time to detox before we returned to our homes and families, and this posed a problem. It was difficult to get back to speaking in a civilized manner. I found myself saying things like “Could you pass the fu-fu-fu, could you pass the mashed potatoes,” or “What’s on the fu-fu-fu-what’s on TV. After a couple of weeks my mother pulled me aside and asked, “when did you pick up that stutter?” I came up with some lame excuses, but it was a challenge to get back to my old primary language.
You can kind of tell by the photo below that the three of us were accomplished speakers of our new language.
What other examples can you think of? Leave them in the comment section below.

Taken on FB Birmingham. 1970–Doc Gardner, Doc Probst and Me–Doc
If you are interested in seeing more about the slang terms used in Vietnam, then check out the most popular post on my website: https://cherrieswriter.com/2014/02/13/military-speak-during-the-vietnam-war/
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I have only recently been filtering my speech….with new acquaintances I can usually be cool but if we get into any extended conversations the expletives creep back in….as we would say F’ em if they can’t take a joke !!
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Was with Sub-Unit One First ANGLICO in the Que Son Mtn. area. You’d spend ten days on a hilltop/LZ a watching with a dozen-n-half ROK Marines, then rotate to Hoi An to decompress (you know, burn shitters, eat a hot meal, drink a cold drink and get stung by Portuguese Man of War while playing in China Beach surf). Listening and watching could get boring with the inability to speak with another English speaker. Shortly after checking in at night someone would say go “Gold” or go “Silver”, meaning rotate frequency dials highest or lowest, respectively. This allowed you to speak with another English speaker, even though they were possibly strangers you connected. One could get news such as whom got hit or something simple like sport scores from the World. Usually devolved into quips like the then popular TV show, “Laugh-In”. Killed time and reminded you that you weren’t really alone. Yes, profanity was involved, often. (No “Good Morning Viet Nam” on our hilltops.)
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I was a MARS radio op, 39th Sig Bn, and we had to be able to switch from Cuss mode to Clean mode and back, on a daily or even moment by moment basis, because we would get in trouble for cussing on the air. That was useful skill because I never made the mistake of asking for the fµcking salt back home.
But I remember talking to some civilians relating a similar story of how pervasive the all-purpose F word was. I noted it could be any part of speech, and could be used not only between words, but within them.
One guy looks skeptical, “How can you use it in the middle of a word?”
Without missing a beat, I said, “I wish you had asked me that yesterfµckingday.”
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FUCKING A Sent from AT&T Yahoo Mail for iPad
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My favorite was”flat dick”, as in you keep stepping on it. Used by our training Sgts at NCOCS at Benning (shake and bake school). Later used it a few times myself while on OJT at a basic company at Ord.
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Those DI’s were artists when it came to the second language. We were in awe of their prowess. We had never heard anything like it before in our lives.
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Sorry, duh!
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Thought you might get a kick out of this. Pray you’re not offended.
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God bless you medics. Every infantry guy thinks you as Angels. My best was our Company Senior Medic. He bought the farm in his 4th month there, a month after he turned 21.
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He was my best friend and I still think of him every day.
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Hilarious, and so true!
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Have many stories. How do I get started? Bob
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I had two tours in Vietnam and 21 years of service. I can honestly say that I do not believe I ever cursed more than a half dozen times. I was raised up to believe cursing showed how weak you were in your langauage skills and put you on plain with weak minded people. This may offend many of you but if all you can do to express your self is to spew foul four letter words than you are showing your ingnorance in the English language.
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Loved hearing this story. It is real and helps me understand the people involved. God bless every fucking one of them!!!!
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make sure you click on the link to see all the words in nam and amazing pics even a duster in the field with grunts which I hated to do guarenteed we would get hit with B-40 or worse.
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I consciously worked at eliminating cuss words, my self-discipline, am agnostic. It helped me develop focus and improve self-control, to be calm, I think that transfers to others, by example, to some degree. Highly admired those who possessed this attitude, especially under extremely stressful conditions. However, I did have some occasions to violate my self-control. Do recall SNAFU and FUBAR, just never much used either.
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OFS!! Out F’n Standing!
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Pretty accurate
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You are exactly on target. Unfortunately, some of that language creeps out 50 years later.
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I’m 77 and was with the 2/27 Wolfhounds in 67’ & 68’
It is fun to get a view of the past and remember the good stuff. It did take some time to readjust. A couple of my Nam buddies never did readjust. Have to be careful where we take them in public.
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Fing marvelous!
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I was a WSO (back seat)in the F-4. I rigged up a connection which allowed me to record our missions. My pilot once asked to record today’s flight, he wanted to send a tape to his Mom & Dad. Returning to the barracks, we re-lived the mission by listening to the audio tape. Wes’ comment was “Oh shit Bubba, I can’t send this fucking tape home!!” It was rough, as they all were.
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Too real. I actually did say (on a Sunday no less) pass the f. . .in salt.” And for just a moment, time seemed to stand still. Then, after the split second pause, my entire family quickly forced a conversation to start. No one mentioned anything about it. But I certainly knew that a mistake was made. And I was back.
Not easy to change your language after a year in Nam.
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Great. Remember SNAFU?
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When I am around fellow combat veterans we talk to each other in that kind of language. People look at us like we are speaking in a totally different dialect.
Thanks for the memories. Frank
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Hey falla’s..It was great to hear all of you! I happen to to be able to be quite fluent on the language! My opinion is: there only (Words) not to do harm! The can help express in tight situations at times. I’ve heard those words come out of mouths when they didn’t know anyone could hear and made me laugh! Because I knew what happened from the way they were used! So if your p#@y fng ears get offended, then why not leave the fng AO and cry to some fng where them little won’t be hurt! I can have a handle on my language because I carry respect, but sometimes just can’t fng help speaking in a language everyone can understand!
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