Your country needs you
At some point in the mid 90s me and a friend of mine called Wayne were both 17. We were also both in college doing not much other than getting pissed as often as possible. Wayne was quite a large chap as was his Sister and his Brother; they looked like they could benifit from a more active lifestyle...

About this time I quite often bought classy magazines such as Loaded, Maxim, and the new at the time Nuts. In these there would often be adverts for the Navy, Army, Airforce, Royal Marines, etc. You could fill in your details on a cut out coupon and send it via Freepost to receive more information. For a spell of over a year I filled these in with Wayne, his Sister and his Brothers details, rotating the forces as much as I could remember. He mentioned it to me one day saying that his Mum was really pissed off and upset that the armed forces were constantly trying to recruit her children especially as his little Brother was only 10 at the time!
This made me chuckle to myself like a lightweight Bond villain, but I never revealed my part in it.
(Bad_Dogg, Mon 16 Jan 2012, 14:11, 3 replies)

This happened to me,
except it was my mum's friend giving my name to the recruiting officers, with my mum's consent.
They were convinced that I was "officer material".
Close, but I am, in fact, "office material".
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 16 Jan 2012, 14:57, closed)

What? Like stationary?

Paper, pens and suchlike.

If that's true, then well done you for becoming sentient enough to post wank replies.
(King Nightmare, Mon 16 Jan 2012, 16:19, closed)

Thanks!
It's been a long struggle for acceptance, and I'm glad to finally be recognised.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 16 Jan 2012, 17:26, closed)