I... swear by Almighty God that I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth the Second, Her Heirs and Successors, and that I will, as in duty bound, honestly and faithfully defend Her Majesty, Her Heirs and Successors, in Person, Crown and Dignity against all enemies, and will observe and obey all orders of Her Majesty, Her Heirs and Successors, and of the generals and officers set over me. So help me God.


This day of all days it seems this will become a contetious issue, I fully remember being sat in a room with a couple of other bods and had just had our Medical ( I was looking forward to a cough and drop as the nurse was fit) but it "wasn't neseccary" apparantly.
A card was almost tossed at us and we were told to read it, quietly, as I started I realised what it was the above passage. I had seen the oath ceremony a 1000 times on telly before but this was it, all I could think about was tearing into the nurse.

Now I'm not religious nor am I a patriot as such, my reasons for joining were my own but not in the slightest what I could do for my country but where my country could take me to go drinking and shagging.
The oath was truly meaningless to me. I would, if asked, happily take up arms with gusto but for my own reasons, not 'cos some non existant deity wants me to nor an outdated medeival anachronism.
I can understand how some would see it as an almost physical bond with Queen and Country, just not me.


Viva La Republic!

Cool story bro

Fundmentally really interesting... oh wait your a boring cunt..

I dont agree with anyting in the OP. Why is it contentious today? It is, and has been for some time, Her Majesty's Armed Forces. Don't want to work for HM? Then don't join!

I remember that day with fond memories. The recruiting Sgt took me by the shoulder and said "follow me son." We walk a few hundred yards to the local church. It was a lovely old building, very picturesque. The dew on the grass was like a carpet of velvet, our breath visible in the air as we walked up the path in silence. Past the graves, the cobwebs shining in the morning sun.

We walked upto the church, a creak as we both pushed open the old wooden doors in unison. He stood still, and ushered me forwards. "to the alter please, I want to hear the sacred words ring out."

I walked proudly up the aisle of the deserted church, a warm feeling pouring over me as I walked through the ray of light beaming in through the stained glass window. God was with me all the way.

I reached the alter, turned, and saw the look of pride in the Sgts eyes as I read out the most hallow of hallow bond from the card in my hands. I think he shed a tear, but I couldn't swear to it.

It was so emotional that I felt faint, but I gathered all my strength and recited the scripture, word for word. Perfect. The accoustics in the church were amazing. I wanted to read it again, louder! But I didn't.

I walked back to the front of the church, and we both walked outside, back into the crisp morning air. Some small dears pranced amongst the graves.........





Get a fucking grip you homo.

Originally Posted by PrinceAlbert

Get a fucking grip you homo.

I had to deny I was one of those too!

And the plural of DEER is?

I told them to take their stinking Almighty and shove it, so they gave me an Atheist version.

Originally Posted by Blokeonabike

And the plural of DEER is?

Venison?

Originally Posted by Blokeonabike

And the plural of DEER is?

Dears