Instead Ermey went into a yelling phase and yelled at my character, the ghosts, the director, and everyone else on the set. An insightful discussion of ideas and viewpoints is encouraged, but comments must be civil and in good taste, with no personal attacks. A poem was read and 12 doves released, before the casket was carried into the church. Having trouble with comments? If you can dream it, you can do it.
He once saw Bambi, cried about the deer being shot, so his father cussed him out and reminded him that deer are food and that Disney is a liberal piece of fucking shit dreamed up by liberal hippies such as PETA to force people to eat shit instead of food and that they're also Communist bastards from Russia and China.
By Steve Robson. He was 24 years old. Agents were screaming in shitless fear as they retreated in their heavily damaged SUV's or just ran from the compound failing in the process due to the fact that Ermey is armed with a kick ass gun.
He was the last living member of the band's lineup.