In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed Forces
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
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left, left, a left, left, left!
traditional air cadet stories here, fired sa80 an .22, left before flying.
my mate steven would make me laugh as although not retarded, he was incapable of walking underpressure.
he would do the left leg, left arm at the same time.
every time.
some times the fookin air comandant (or whatever they called the shouty man, i never really paid attention) would take him to the far end of the parade ground and shout at him while we watched. for ages.
i mean, its only walking
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 19:51, Reply)
traditional air cadet stories here, fired sa80 an .22, left before flying.
my mate steven would make me laugh as although not retarded, he was incapable of walking underpressure.
he would do the left leg, left arm at the same time.
every time.
some times the fookin air comandant (or whatever they called the shouty man, i never really paid attention) would take him to the far end of the parade ground and shout at him while we watched. for ages.
i mean, its only walking
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 19:51, Reply)
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