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Dont Flame me if its already been posted (Ausie Army)

Discussion in 'The NAAFI Bar' started by discodan, Sep 13, 2005.

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  1. Letter from a kid from Eromanga to Mum and Dad. [Eromanga is a
    small town west of Quilpie in the far South West of Queensland]

    Dear Mum & Dad,

    I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil
    that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in
    bloody quick smart before the jobs are all gone!

    I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta
    get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all you gotta do
    before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No
    bloody cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!!

    Blokes haz gotta shave though, but its not so bad, coz there's
    lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get
    cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum
    You don't get fed again until noon, and by that time all the city
    boys are buggered because we've been on a 'route march' - geez its only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock!!

    This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep
    getting awards for shooting - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a bloody
    possum's bum and it don't move and its not firing back at yer like the
    Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the
    Ekka [State Rural Exhibition Show] last year!

    All yer gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target
    its a piece of piss!! You don't even load your own cartridges -
    they comes in little boxes and ya don't have to steady yourself against the
    rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload!

    Sometimes yer gotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real
    careful coz they break easy - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and
    Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the
    Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like I'm the best
    the platoon's got, and I've only been beaten by this one bloke from the
    Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three pickhandles across
    the shoulders and as ya know I'm only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin'
    wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer.

    I can't complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick
    before word gets around how bloody good it is.
    Your loving daughter, Shiela
  2. heard it a few times before still funny though
  3. Must admit not heard that one before, pmsl and almost choked on my coke.

    Cheers Disco