Two retired Colonels were swapping sweaty stories in the club one evening. "Came face to face with a tiger once, old boy" said one. "Really old chap - how does one deal with a situation like that" "Well, nothing I could do really - I parted some vegetation and there the blighter was - WAAAAAAAAA - SH!T my pants!" "Quite entitled to sh!t one's pants faced with a man eating beast old chum" "What? - oh, no, I don't mean back then with the tiger old boy - no - just then when I said WAAAAAAA - sh1t meself!"