We've all enjoyed the "Who we'd like to slot ot maim" thread recently... How about fessing up to a few things?

!) Nicking Sgt. N.O.'s Lynx deoderant and his shaving gel whilst he was in the ablutions having a shower.
2) Blaming a nightime ND on 2nd Lt. I.K.
3) Chucking a bucket of cold water over the bogs while XXXXX was having a dump.
4) Drinking someone else's Pint in the Mess.
5) Nicking that huge tin of corned beef when on Sentry at Wretham.
6) Lying to RAF Sgt. XX to get into her knickers
7)... and there's more I'm sure.
You are a veritable villain are you not?

Oh how the long winter nights must fly by as you regale the members of the mess with your naughty tales.
Accidentally burning down a derelict house in Cherbourg.

Doing unspeakable things in Bangkok with mere waifs under the pretence of the classic 'just off to find an english paper love' line.

Sticking a power drill and 4 levels in a wheelie bin my oppo was buying at B and Q whilst we were doing up his new place.

Filling a lads mobile phone shoulder holster with dogsh*t then ringing him whilst watching him walk to his car.
mistersoft said:
And I must also confess to having never gripped a Walt.
Theres a drought on at the minute, they are in their caves sewing frantically and draining e bay dry of medals, hibernation finishes the week before remembrance.


reni_77 said:
Filling a lads mobile phone shoulder holster with dogsh*t then ringing him whilst watching him walk to his car.
This I would have love to have seen.

Few of my own:
1) Shagging one of my best mates ex's..... She was a model, who would blame me.
2) Farting in my mates brothers mouth as he slept.
3) Putting the gas in my mates lighter on full so that he singed his eyebrows.
While on exercise I had to do a roaming patrol around the harbour area at night, sneaking into the G10 and filling the Billy burner with Kero.

Then sitting back and watching our storeman try to light it in the morning. lol, Singed Eyeballs
I remember not setting fire to the NAAFI in Hohne whilst on my Gunner Mech course in 91 whilst pished.

I remember not sh*tting in my oppos webbing on the eve of GW1 before we kicked off.

I remember not breaking into the QMs with a couple of oppos in Cambrai in 88 looking for "extra" kit

I remember not speeding up on purpose on the training area in a Cent dozer whilst heading towards a frozen pond then not stopping in time whilst a huge bow wave of frozen watery gunk sloshed over the wagon and the RE full screw who had made the last week a misery for me - yes I was wet, but so was that old b*stard.

I remember not sh*tting onto the pillow of a LI full screw after he lamped my mate in the bar the night before

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