Best feeling in the world!

Apologies if this has been done, and if so mods please delete it. Last night whilst driving back to camp I needed a piss, now me being on the M4 with no services in sight I had to hold onto it, once pissing (and it was touch and go) I suddenly thought what is the ARRSERs best feeling? Could be;

Dump after a heavy night on the Guiness and Kebab and no free traps for a while.
Ice cold lemonade when head is banging with a hangover.
First pint when off the plane from some desert shithole.
Touching Eves puddings after a particularly dry spell.
Arrival at Twickenham for AvN after a hellish journey.

The list could be endless, so I ask, at what stage have you gone "aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, thats the fucking belter!"?
Hold on... I'm just getting some Popcorn and a beer. May I suggest that any posts with "that" rifle, best Gyros, hookers in Kenya, alcohol or wanking are disallowed? Hawd on... that doesn't leave much.


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Eve's pudding, well I have to say I'm not a big eater if puddings but Eve's pudding isn't that special. I wonder have you tried warm fudge cake?


When you are at a fancy do (posh froc all that jazz), and you have to hold on to your wind and I mean clenching, you can't go to the loo because the other ladies will hear so you have to "find" a reason to go to the car/outside, and when not a sole is present you can release the beast in the privacy of a empty car park.

That is a good feeling, especially if you have been holding it through speeches or award givings.


Oh and at the end of the day, when you take off your combat assault boots (or BCHs, or DMs for you old timers) - there's nothing like removing the socks, olive green - and having a good old shin-scratch.
First cup of Yorkshire Tea* in the morning with 3 sugars and milk. Ruins me for the day, but it's worth it.

*Lesser shitter teas are available.
a long and satisfying soapy tit wank with a big tittied tart always does it for me.


I remember in basics on the final ex once I got woken up for my go on stag.

Couldn't quite believe it as it felt like I'd only had my head down 5 mins (which is always the case I know). But then the guy said to me "Smith, come on!"

I was like "Smith's in the next shell scrape mate". Oh how nice it felt as I sunk back into my maggot.
After a really shitty journey home from work on a Friday afternoon the first crisp, ice cold bottle of Corona from the fridge. Even the sound of the top popping off is a joy...

I always feel fantastic after I've blurted a word out.


Apologies if this has been done, yadda, yadda, yadda....I suddenly thought what is the ARRSERs best feeling?
Why do you post such shite threads? Do you sit down and genuinely think about 'outdoing' some of the 'been done 20 times over since this site kicked off' threads or do you have a bet on?


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The happy clanking of cooks cooking followed by the heady smell of a heart-stopping cholesterolfest wafting its way through a German pine forest, in the early morning, after a peaceful night in a dry maggot on the back deck of a nice warm Chieftain.

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