In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed ForcesI'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.
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chthonic, Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
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Never a bad word about benniesWent into stanley a few times while in the falklands. Mainly went for the beer, as the local populations gene pool is shallower than Rev Blair(oxon).
For all those not in the know, the islanders are called bennies (wikipedia to find out why).
Anyway, after returning back to mpa and going back on shift, we get an unusual story..
Top RAF pisshead goes out, gets blotto'd, stumbles part of the way upto hillside camp (where we overnight to save driving back pissed). Chap decided it would be quicker to commandeer a bennies landrover and drive back up the rest of the way.
As none of the locals lock their cars, entry to the vehicle was no problem. Due to the fact there were no keys, and the severe state of drunkeness that this guy was in, he fell asleep, on the vehicle's horn.
Cue benny waking from his slumber and investigating the noise. After waking up pisshead, and finding out that he wasn't a squaddie, but a forthright member of her majesty's airforce, he took the guy into his house.
A few drinks later, some stories (we think chat up lines), the benny drove him upto hillside and helped him into bed.
benny went home (after a few sexy pictures?), and pisshead came back.
We found it quite a good comparison between the raf and army, as an army bloke had been caught earlier that week trying the same thing, and got locked up for it in stanley nick..
t'was amusing verily
(, Mon 27 Mar 2006, 10:20, Reply)
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