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'Bootneck Humour'
Who needs the World as your Oyster,When you've had the world as your cap Badge
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mervyn(ianto)jones
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Whilst serving at PRORM, due to the rain a parade was assembled in a corrugated iron shed. All the clerks and wrens were there together with a few GD Marines and a couple of us sigs types, each lot were called to attention separately. First the marines and then the wren officer shouted out "attention", whereupon a voice from the group of marines shouted "squelch", all the wrens went very red the officer was having a fit, all marines has to remain behind until one brave soul admitted his crime. His draft soon came through.
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harry hackedoff
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Long ago, in a far off land, I wrote,

All`s well that ends wellOnce, we were stood outside the gym at CTC, waiting for some "corrective training", when up pops the C.O. of some Jock regiment. He was wearing the full ish. You know, Boy Scout socks with the little knife, kilt that was too long, dead Badger over his parts, Tam-o-Shanter. Christ, he looked like he was either a bigtime Jimmy Shand groupie, or entering the Lympstone finals of the Harry Lauder look-a-like competition. To top it off, old Perce was carrying a shepherd’s crook! One of the troop shouts sarcastically, from a position of safety in the rear "What’s up, Sir? Lost yer sheep?" Mega sense of humour failure, to say the least! We were still cracking up an hour later, despite the best efforts of P.T. branches` finest.
Och, away and shite in yer beds yer wee teuchters
Harry MacHackedoff
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Who needs the World as your Oyster,When you've had the world as your cap Badge
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harry hackedoff
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Andy O'Pray
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Back in the mists of time there was a said three badge marine mortar storeman, who was renowned for being able to tea leaf anything. There was also a Lt. mortar troop commander, the proud owner of a very expensive, highly pedigreed dog. Said Lt. gets promoted to acting Captain and posted to Muscat and Oman for 18 months.
Said officer leaves his beloved dog in the care of said three badger. On return to the UK said officer picks up his dog and is shocked to find that it is skin and bone and absolutely knackered.
While on his 18 month tour, said three badger had been driving the length and breadth of Britain selling the said dog's services for stud fees. Talk about being f@#$ed to a standstill.
Aye - Andy.
Said officer leaves his beloved dog in the care of said three badger. On return to the UK said officer picks up his dog and is shocked to find that it is skin and bone and absolutely knackered.
While on his 18 month tour, said three badger had been driving the length and breadth of Britain selling the said dog's services for stud fees. Talk about being f@#$ed to a standstill.
Aye - Andy.
Who needs the World as your Oyster,When you've had the world as your cap Badge
