Teenage Rambo's
As a teenager I had a friend called Mark and we used to run around the local woods with airpistols, sheaf knives and bangers he bought in France. We would empty the gunpowder out of a number of bangers to make 'superbangers' and blow up logs. It sounds terrible but we never shot anyone or any animals so what harm were we doing?

Anyway, we got to 16 and I think we probably realised we were too old for that sort of thing and it was getting a tad boring, so we decided to up the ante by entering the "Private" woods that were patrolled by gamekeepers, just to spice things up. We go in all sneaky-sneaky tooled up with our gatguns & knives to play SAS for probably the last time.

After a while we find this brilliant spot where we are in total cover but have a perfect line of sight down the road that cut through the wood. So there we were, two dipshit Andy McNabs in sniper ambush position behind enemy lines avoiding the hunter squad (gamekeeper), led side by side with airpistols at the ready when a car comes into view. Just for shits 'n' giggles I put the car in my sights, "Hey Mark" says I, "i've got a crazy idea"....at which point "ptut-PING" Mark fires at the car as it goes past, turns to me and says "really, what?".

Soon after I went to my 6th form to do A-levels & Mark went off to another college. I haven't seen Mark in 13 years but I looked him up on Friends Reunited last week and wasn't surprised to find out he is a Royal Marine.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Tue 14 Nov 2006, 17:32, Reply)