Zero Hour (Expeditionary Force, #5)

by Craig Alanson

Marine Corps doesn’t much care whether you’re having a good morale day or not. You do your job, regardless. Semper fidelis. Not when-I’m-feeling-it fidelis.”

“I can’t do most of what makes Skippy the Magnificent so, you know, magnificent.” “So you’re what now, Skippy the Meh?”

“Ok, a blonde, a brunette and a redhead were stranded on an island and the nearest civilization was fifty miles away. The redhead swam fifteen miles, got too tired to swim any more, and drowned. The brunette swam twenty miles, got too tired to swim any more, and drowned. The blonde swam twenty five miles, got tired, and swam back to the island.”

“Payback is a bitch, dear.”

When you make a plan, the universe chuckles and rubs its hands with delight, because it has another golden opportunity to screw with you.”