The Life-Changing Magic of F*cking Up

How much “not okay” is okay to be still okay?

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“What the fuck are you doing?” asked the gravelly-voiced drill instructor (DI), whose head had perched onto my shoulder from behind. “If you don’t put that goddamn pinkie down, I’m going to break it off your motherfucking hand.” Apparently, Marines aren’t supposed to drink with their pinkies in the air. Lesson learned.