Discussion in 'The NAAFI Bar' started by Robbo_72, Feb 8, 2013.
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I hope you die from liver failure.
I noticed on the Aldi leaflet this week they are doing a special offer Lives this week, starting on Thursday, i would suggest you pop out and get one.................................
Well I've never seen that before.
Does anyone know any poems about squaddies at Xmas?
Now you come to mention it DeltaDog, I vaguely remember one. If I can find it I'll get back to you.
There was a young squaddie called Fred
Who spent Christmas pissed out of his head
He lagged down his legs
And shat in his bed
And his feet hands and brain all went dead.
"T'was Christmas Eve in the barracks; the happiest day of the year
The officers full of Sherry, the serjeants; Gin and beer
When a full screw bolder than the rest, marched up to the Badge with his glass;
'Sir take your Sodexho dinner and stick it right up your...'
Tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy"
Nope that's not it. Like a squaddy's dick in a brothel, its on the tip of my tongue, it'll come to me in a moment.
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