And then I gunned my Honda Accord and drove into him, trapping him against a wall!

( Kroney, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:18, 1 reply, 11 years ago)

Precisely.
I don't know how to drive, but I reckon with my military background I could figure out the business end of a machine gun and have a crack at being Rambo for an hour or so.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:20, Reply)

I've got a military background, too!
What unit were you with? I was with 1st Squadron Guildford Air Cadets between August 1992 and June 1993!*

Or 1993 and 1994, I forget. I mean, I repressed it all.
( Kroney, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:28, Reply)

I was with the school cadets too!
I can't remember what we were called.

I just remember being sent to train with the real army, and the RSM or whatever asking what the fuck that was on the end of my wrist, and after replying "Er ... my hand, Sir ... " and him giving the squad 50 press-ups, realising he was referring to all the bracelets and crap I had tied around it.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:43, Reply)

Good to meet another military man
amongst all these liberal art student pricks.
( Kroney, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:44, Reply)

Whisky chat?

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:48, Reply)

I drank whisky at the weekend

(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 15:57, Reply)

Is whisky the name of your dog?

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 16:01, Reply)

He is a tasty pooch

(Bonzodog29 is an unemployed sponge of the worst kind, Wed 29 Jan 2014, 16:02, Reply)