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B_AND_T

MIA
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#1
Inside the US Navy Seals by Gary Stubblefield and Hans Halberstadt.

This is possibly the worst book I have ever had the misfortune to try and read. If Mike Golden wrote about a weekend away camping when he was a cadet, it would be more credible than this crap.

I didn't get past page 45.

Does anyone want it? If so PM me your address and I'll send it. What would be quite interesting is to pass it on once finished with and see how many Arrsers it can go to.

Regards

B&T
 
#4
So why the fuck would anyone want this pile of shit after you have given it such a glowing review?

Donate it to a charidee shop?
 

B_AND_T

MIA
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#5
So why the fuck would anyone want this pile of shit after you have given it such a glowing review?

Donate it to a charidee shop?
I want to share my misery.
 
#6
Sell it on fleabay with the obligatory SAS/PARA/MARINE heading?
 
#11
Wouldn't that raise some copyright issues?
Nah, change a few names, few places, ever so slightly make the scenarios a bit more realstic and none of them will have a clue mate.

Baz, a master chief pretty orifice in the puerto Rican Navy sea Lions climbed aboard his inflatible Lino and paddled from the semi submerged nuclear sub.
He headed for the beach at a speed of around 10 knots or 200 miles an hour depending on who you believe, he checked the chamber on his double barrelled assault machine gun for the fourth time, as he was a flapping cunt.
In all his time in the sea lions he had never flapped this much, if he screwed up just this much (imaginary fingers pinch together) he knew his CO would have him flying a cargo plane full of rubber dog shit out of hong kong just like in top gun.
There was also a chance that oyester bin lidl's might escape and continue to sell dodgy persian rugs on the pakistani black market.
As he neared the beach he cut the engine on his oar, and coasted the last 40 miles, he stepped from his lino like Jack sparrow onto the beach without even getting wet, but not untill checking he'd made his sidearm, a hellfire missile, ready.
He stealthily crept up the beach silently taking out 2 sentries with well aimed double taps, the type you get in posh hotels that make very little noise and are really easy to get the hot / cold ratio right so you don't scald your sack when having a gentlemans wash.
After infiltrating the enemy stronghold by pretending to be a pest control specialist just like in Bad boys, Baz proceeded to.......

Read more in the next installment of Inside the Puerto Rican navy sealions....by a pair of bullshitting cunts.

Like that only with a bit more substance and possibly don't get bored of typing so quickly and wrap your tits in, like I just did.
 
#17
they're some reet shit books out their supposedly written by navy seals, they're one where about the first 5 chapters are taken up by the author telling you how wonderful his mum is, followed by another 5 chapters on how wonderful the USA is then about 10 chapters on how knackering it is to get wet and roll around in sand, apparently that's about all that's involved in seal training, well that and catching any fish that get thrown towards you. Then he gets shot down by some unfriendly people in an unfriendly place but he manages to find a friendly family to take him in and then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
 

Grumblegrunt

LE
Book Reviewer
#19
they're some reet shit books out their supposedly written by navy seals, they're one where about the first 5 chapters are taken up by the author telling you how wonderful his mum is, followed by another 5 chapters on how wonderful the USA is then about 10 chapters on how knackering it is to get wet and roll around in sand, apparently that's about all that's involved in seal training, well that and catching any fish that get thrown towards you. Then he gets shot down by some unfriendly people in an unfriendly place but he manages to find a friendly family to take him in and then zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
lone survivor?
 
#20
another passage from Inside the Puerto rican navy sea lions......by a pair of bullshitting cunts.

Baz looked around him, the firefight was horrendous, the landrover mudflaps nailed to bits of 2x1 were crap at putting the flames out.
Baz hadn't seen enemy resistence this thick, since the assault on the learning support center in 03.
He unleashed a burst from his double barrelled assault machine gun, knowing that even if he missed, someone would later make a film of it where he didn't.
Luckily the tea towel wearing indiginous local fell backwards, stunned by the amount of Kit Baz had strapped to his rig.
He just needed to Hold the LZ long enough to extract the "package" Argos was a fucking nightmare at christmas.
Over the sound of the gunfire the noise of the rotors could be heard as the "paul daniels" made it's approach. It was kind of like a merlin but a bit more gash and with a rodent faced sidekick hanging in it's slipstream.
Baz heard a garbeld message on the tactical com net headset he had forgotten to take off after playing call of duty....."not now steely eyed killer USA 14.....i'm working"
The chopper thumped down right behind Baz, the door gunner opened up with his M6, which was a bit like an M4 only the traffic around birmingham is fucking devastating.
As the chopper gunner covered him Baz Pairs fired and manouvered by himself back to the door, strapping himself in with a bungee.
The sound of the firefight faded into the distance as the chopper pulled away to the safety of the carrier that was waiting ever so slightly out of small arms range.
The net squalked......who's left this net here? Baz asked, "theres a fucking seagull caught in it"

On the deck of the carrier "the muchos cuntos" Puerto ricos finest naval vessel, the CO of Bazs sealion team "sea lion team 1" approached "good work Baz, another job well done."
With this Package in our possesion we can strike a major blow in the war against terrorism-ist-ness.
this goes against all my better judgement, but I'm promoting from master chief, to master blaster, you'll pick up your shoulder mounted mong saddle at the QM's we've got a downie waiting for you in the hangar, he's a well trained and good in a fight.
Prep for your next task, we need to send you to a post apocalyptic wasteland to free a population from a tyrant......
Baz replied instantly sir yes sir......errr where to boss
Wrexham Baz...I know I know it's death on a stick up there, but seal lions are the only unit who could possibly succeed.
Will I get any back up boss?
No Baz...we are puerto rico, we are fucking skint.....and also full of shit......our special forces are the only elite unit in the world to be trained by the elite 2 squadron RAF regiment, you don't need back up.....you can big time the shit out of any cunt shamelessly riding the reputations of other elite units.....those fucking Northwalian cunts won't know what hit em.

Now get below deck your mongo is waiting......
 

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