Got to Shitlord at work, legally. It was delicious. Hey, you lovely twatcannons!  So I do a job for Uncle Sam.  I was leaving the locker room, showered after my morning PT (physical training for you civilians) and heading to my post when a... porker was walking to his post in uniform.  I.  Smelled.  The.  Most.  Rancid.  BO on him.  Being an NCO (Noncommissioned Officer, again for you civilians), I immediately went Full Metal Jacket on his sloppy ass and had him get his toiletries and march his fat body straight back into the locker room and made him shower, whilst I stood outside of the curtain (I'm crazy, not stupid).  I briefed the individual on hygiene and its importance.  Because when you have a bunch of dudes living in one area communicable diseases are a serious reality.  I explained to him that his selfish and lazy behavior was a direct threat to the war-fighting and readiness capability of his unit and placed the rest of the men at risk.  I then asked if he understood and if we'll have to do this little dance again.  After I got a half-assed  "y-y-yes, Sir", I explained that I will continue to observe and monitor his behavior and I will correct it when needed.  Kid is terrified of me now... Sometimes I love my job.