i had a houseparty on friday night to celebrate me going off to catterick. my mate brings this stuck up silver spooned slapper who then gives me a pasting on why being in the army is wrong, how that makes me a murderer, how im abandoning my daughter and finally how i should get a "proper job" i then proceeded to tell her that "daddy" isnt a high flyer in the city and cant afford to sub me all my life like her, that im joining the army for the good of my daughter, and reminded her of the fact i and many other fine fellows such as your selves fight for eachother not the oil hungry PM . soldiers dont choose where they go. mate got all defensive i then told him hes a cnut and to get the little scrubber out of the house etc. just thought id share, that these are the poncy folk we are meant to be "protecting"