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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Beer problems.
Naafi bar RAF Abingdon.
Barrack Block piss up.
One lad (Glen) goes for a piss.
Si does too, in Glen's pint.
Glen gets back takes a swig of beer and utters the killer line.......
"Is it me or does the beer taste like piss tonight?"
Beer sprayed, sides split, Glen none the wiser.
( , Fri 24 Mar 2006, 0:38, Reply)
Naafi bar RAF Abingdon.
Barrack Block piss up.
One lad (Glen) goes for a piss.
Si does too, in Glen's pint.
Glen gets back takes a swig of beer and utters the killer line.......
"Is it me or does the beer taste like piss tonight?"
Beer sprayed, sides split, Glen none the wiser.
( , Fri 24 Mar 2006, 0:38, Reply)
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