I went off on someone while I was at Ft Sam.
Backstory: just some emo punk that went AWOL 4 times and as I was waiting to out-process he tried to follow me around like a puppy dog.
"What? You think just because you have a big head you're ****in' smart or something? It's too big to be a forehead, it has to be a ****in' five head. Has al qaeda threatened to fly planes into your forehead? I bet when your friends go out to play raquetball they take you...to use your forehead for the ****ing wall! You oughta wear of light up there to keep ships from hitting it in the fog. Sell it for ad space for Nike...Just Do It! You ****ing trailer livin', sister-pokin', tornado-dodgin', ass-scratchin', finger-snifferin', ****in' paint chip eatin' retard go play with a ****ing butterknife and a wall socket!"
One of the cadre was watching. He just sort of blinked and walked away.