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you'll be talking about the cookhouse for scoff in a bit!

or galley for scran if you're one of them green bereted pooftahs.

(on a serious note, i see 29 commando lost one today/yesterday. dammit.)


I was actually a blue grey hatted poofter LOL and that's poofter 'Sir!' to you Lmao and we dined in the officers mess:p

(Yes I saw that, another poor sod copped it out there)
 
well I only popped on to check my PM's and have a quick bit of fun. Hope fully will get more time to spend on here soon
 
I was actually a blue grey hatted poofter LOL and that's poofter 'Sir!' to you Lmao and we dined in the officers mess:p

(Yes I saw that, another poor sod copped it out there)

oh how fraytfully yummy for you? the officers' mess? we had to entertain your sort every second year in the proper mess at christmas time. ;) and i'll decline the sir now since i'm a mister meself.
 
oh how fraytfully yummy for you? the officers' mess? we had to entertain your sort every second year in the proper mess at christmas time. ;) and i'll decline the sir now since i'm a mister meself.

LOL I know all about roughing it mate, best times were when roughing it with the lads in the Falklands and other places.

Couldn't stand them poofy little uni educated career twerps in the mess anyway. Yea I'm a mister too now, but still flaunt the honourary rank at reunions to piss the lower ranking officer poofs off LOL
 
LOL I know all about roughing it mate, best times were when roughing it with the lads in the Falklands and other places.

Couldn't stand them poofy little uni educated career twerps in the mess anyway. Yea I'm a mister too now, but still flaunt the honourary rank at reunions to piss the lower ranking officer poofs off LOL

LOL. was it MPA when you were down south? i heard that MPA was a great party!

how about Nijmegen marches? ever have the pleasure? THAT really is a great party. did the walk 5 times, CQMS (easier on the feet and more drinking time) twice, and was booted out once... *high spirits* you could say. although the camp commandant didn't take the same view! :D

ya gotta make the most of the reunions for a bit of tweaking, eh? :D
 
LOL. was it MPA when you were down south? i heard that MPA was a great party!

how about Nijmegen marches? ever have the pleasure? THAT really is a great party. did the walk 5 times, CQMS (easier on the feet and more drinking time) twice, and was booted out once... *high spirits* you could say. although the camp commandant didn't take the same view! :D

ya gotta make the most of the reunions for a bit of tweaking, eh? :D

Did most of my roughing it in the Falklands on Illustrious and later at the airport. After flying over it dropping fucking great bombs on it for a few weeks they then expected us to go in and use it as an airfield again LOL. I was a jet jockey in the Harriers.

Never did Nijmegen, I wasn't the marching type LOL more used to sitting down to fight my wars LOL. Apart from the one time I had to bang out, fuck mate that was hairy I can tell you LOL
 
Did most of my roughing it in the Falklands on Illustrious and later at the airport. After flying over it dropping fucking great bombs on it for a few weeks they then expected us to go in and use it as an airfield again LOL. I was a jet jockey in the Harriers.

Never did Nijmegen, I wasn't the marching type LOL more used to sitting down to fight my wars LOL. Apart from the one time I had to bang out, fuck mate that was hairy I can tell you LOL

ah, so Mr Irvin saved the day for ya, eh? i used his product a few times meself - always intentional though, although why the PJI's insisted on chucking us out the door before the herc landed is beyond me!

i spent some time living in Stanley, in the Cathedral - Cathedral? there's a fuggin' joke! - Hall.

i wonder what an educated, refined chap as yourself is doing on Lit? mind you, much the same as me i expect. :D
 
im starting to give up hope of anyone else being from kent here :(

evening all

not at the moment my car has died hehehehe

but itd be nice to know someone as dirty as me locally :)

dude, have you never been to maidstone? friday/sat night; you cannot fail. even an ugly old git like me can't fail.

...mind you i did end up with some geezer in a wig. it was one of those 2am-fuck me-i haven't-trapped off desperate dances... whattya mean you've never been in that situation? it was a common theme in the rat pit (royal military public house, aldershot circa 1990) just before closing time. like a rugby maul it were, with drunken, lairy squaddies jumping on any available - and oft as not unavailable female in the hope of a shag.

ah, i can smell it now. stale beer, fags (not the US type fags i hasten to add), the distorted bass from the overloud disco, and the baying of the dogs (police dogs, not the ladies in the bar. ...oh, hang on, i may be getting confused there)

halcyon days *sigh*
 
ah, so Mr Irvin saved the day for ya, eh? i used his product a few times meself - always intentional though, although why the PJI's insisted on chucking us out the door before the herc landed is beyond me!

i spent some time living in Stanley, in the Cathedral - Cathedral? there's a fuggin' joke! - Hall.

i wonder what an educated, refined chap as yourself is doing on Lit? mind you, much the same as me i expect. :D


LOL Yep mate I did the Martin Baker flypast with an Irvin brolly for shelter, Tornado sucked in and spit roast a flock of crows at about 100 feet up and 250 knots. And that was the end of my RAF flying career, only bang out once or your spine's fucked up, desk jockey after that, and that didn't suit me at all so I pulled out.

I could never understand that, why the fuck would anyone want to jump out of a frickin Hercy-bird while the engines were still working. :D

I was the only Sqd Ldr with a broad Wiltshire accent mate LOL, I didn't do uni I went in the RAF on the back of a tech college Engineering degree. Not so posh and educated really, got through life stretching it so far LOL.
 
LOL Yep mate I did the Martin Baker flypast with an Irvin brolly for shelter, Tornado sucked in and spit roast a flock of crows at about 100 feet up and 250 knots. And that was the end of my RAF flying career, only bang out once or your spine's fucked up, desk jockey after that, and that didn't suit me at all so I pulled out.

I could never understand that, why the fuck would anyone want to jump out of a frickin Hercy-bird while the engines were still working. :D

I was the only Sqd Ldr with a broad Wiltshire accent mate LOL, I didn't do uni I went in the RAF on the back of a tech college Engineering degree. Not so posh and educated really, got through life stretching it so far LOL.

damn those crows. i bet you messed 'em up bad!

only messin' with the posh jibes, bud. which i suppose you knew already ;)
 
dude, have you never been to maidstone? friday/sat night; you cannot fail. even an ugly old git like me can't fail.

...mind you i did end up with some geezer in a wig. it was one of those 2am-fuck me-i haven't-trapped off desperate dances... whattya mean you've never been in that situation? it was a common theme in the rat pit (royal military public house, aldershot circa 1990) just before closing time. like a rugby maul it were, with drunken, lairy squaddies jumping on any available - and oft as not unavailable female in the hope of a shag.

ah, i can smell it now. stale beer, fags (not the US type fags i hasten to add), the distorted bass from the overloud disco, and the baying of the dogs (police dogs, not the ladies in the bar. ...oh, hang on, i may be getting confused there)

halcyon days *sigh*


sounds like you used to frequent the same places as me........you werent out in london about 1994 were you??? I might have snogged ya...?? :D
 
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