I remember a guy in 4 being sent down to the RP Sgt of 4/7 with a letter. The nig was a guy called Unsworth I think. Anyway, he was told to wait for a reply. When the Sght had finished reading the letter he went ballistic, got the tom outside and proceeded to drill him up and down outside the barbers for about 30 mins, at mach ten. He then gave the Airtpr a letter for his MT Sgt, and sent on his way. The letter was to be opened by the Sgt, and it read something along the lines of "Yes I agree with you Unsworth is overweight and I have tried my best. If you have anymore, don't hesitate to send them down to me" Yours the RP SGT. The Airtpr was breathing through his arse for ages, brilliant.