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Iâd rather play with my todger than a deck of cards
Thats why you aren't a squaddie
Thank fek for that
Squaddies sound like a right bunch of gimps by that discription.
Anyone for a game of snap?
I'm up, as long as it is your civvy neck.
a squaddie is what is left when
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I got one of them what is a squaddie plaques with the verse on in my younger niggy days from a PRI.
It has an image of a squaddie in uniform sat on an old issue Army suitcase smoking a tab reading a copy of Playboy (I think it was Playboy anyway.)
A good verse.
That's me feked then
Here you go:
What is a Squaddie?
Between the security of childhood and the senility of old age is found that fascinating group of humanity called " Squaddies"
A Squaddie can be found anywhere, in love, in bars, in trouble and always in debt.
Girls love them, Towns tolerate them, Hotels hide them, and Governments support them.
A Squaddie is:-- Laziness with a pack of cards, Bravery with a tattoo, Ruggedness in uniform and defender of the world with a copy of Playboy.
He has the brains of a bear, Tte energy of a sea turtle, the slyness of a fox, the stories of a sea captain, the sincerity of a liar, the aspirations of a Casanova, and a desire for people to be free.
His interest's are:-- Girls, Females, Women and any other members of the opposite sex.
He likes:-- Beer, Booze, Plonk and ale, leave passes and an " Excused all duties" chit.
He spends his money on:-- Girls, beer, cards -and any that he has left he likes to spend foolishly
No one else could cram into one pocket: Food for 24 hours, A packet of crushed cigarettes, A box of matches, A picture of his girl, Receipts for lost equipment, A deck of cards and an old leave pass
That is a SQUADDIE!
Cheesier than a direct hit on the Kraft factory near Fallingbostel. It is cringeworthy in the extreme. I bet anyone who has one of these cr@ppy things on their wall, also has a "Round Tuit" and a collection of Flying Upland Geese.
Sounds like a recruiting poster for 49 Para
I wondered where that plaque that used to hang in the gents of the Squirrel and Truncheon went to. We've been trying to get rid of it for years.
To whoever stole it, a big thank you from 49 Para.
St John Walter (Corporal Retired)
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