Well our Cherie Blair loves Girlie power.

Doesn't she have at least 23 years of military service?    Do her detractors have the same, or more?  What is her name?

Your a little late Lew, Mark has her tied up for the near future. Do you have  a knife?

She is a little bit fat.

 

 

sunny

The new Beefeater intake is being inspected.

The General stops in front of the first.  he barks"You! can you kill?"

"SAH!" "Right hand chop! Dead in 4 seconds!"

Next one

"SAH!" "Little finger poke!1 Second."

Next one. The female beefeater.

"Oh, Deary me yes. But it'll take day after dreamy day"............

SHE MUST HAVE HAD AT LEAST 22 YRS SERVICE LEW TO GET THE JOB. THE TOURISTS ALL SEEM TO WANT THEIR PICTURES TAKEN WITH HER. THE BEEFEATERS THAT I TALKED TO MANY YEARS BACK ALL HAD GOOD KNOWLEDGE OF THE TOWERS HISTORY AND WERE VERY INTERESTING TO SPEAK AND LISTEN TO.

WHERE HAVE I SEEN THAT BLACK CAT BEFORE IN #20.

NOTICE 9 MAPLE LEAFS INSTEAD OF 10. ALSO KINGS CROWN.

 

Repete, isn't that the same black cat that's on the Schwartzkatz wine label?

PROBABLY IS LEW BUT I'M NO EXPERT AS MOST OF THE WINE I USE TO DRINK CAME IN A BROWN PAPER BAG. 

Repete, wouldn't that have leaked?    I do recall getting off week-end guard and going to my friends house to get a bottle of dago red that I'd put in their frig. before I'd pulled the duty.  I had been anticipating drinking it all weekend and I unscrewed the lid and took a big gulp and those ROTTEN BAS***DS had filled the bottle with very sweet cherry kool-aid.  I spit it all over the kitchen and thought I was gonna die.  Gaah what a shock to my system that stuff was, nasty nasty.

Lew

That is a very horrible story. On a par with all those vile jokes about grannies sticking their tongues down unsuspecting grandsons' throats. Or driving Leopard tanks.

Just part of PBA's vile lexicon, I'm afraid.

My sympathies.

Peter

THOSE BASTARDS LEW. YOU SHOULD HAVE FLIPPED OUT AND AT LEAST WOUNDED ONE OR TWO OF THEM.

ACTUALLY I PULLED THE SAME TRICK ON ONE OF MY OLD SGT MAJORS WHO AFTER A REGIMENT PARTY THE NIGHT BEFORE WAS NEEDING A PICK ME UP. I HAD A EMPTY BOTTLE OF CROWN ROYAL STILL IN IT'S FAMOUS BLUE BAG AND FILLED IT WITH WATERED DOWN TEA TO GIVE IT SOME COLOUR. I CALLED HIM INTO MY OFFICE AND MENTIONED TO HIM THAT HE DIDN'T LOOK SO GOOD AND PRODUCED THE BLUE BAG. HIS FACE CHANGED FROM ONE OF GLOOM TO ONE OF JOY. HE EVEN STARTED JOKEING AS HE SLOWLY REMOVED THE BOTTLE FROM THE BAG AND OPENED IT.

HE TOOK 3-4 BIG GULPS WHICH SURPRISED ME BECAUSE IT'S PRETTY HEARTY STUFF USUALLY AND IT SEEMED TO TAKE A FEW SECONDS BEFORE HE REALIZED THAT HE HAD BEEN HAD.

HE WAS LOST FOR WORDS AND WHEN HE DID FIND SOME HE ALMOST HAD ME CONVINCED THAT MY PARENTS HAD NEVER BEEN MARRIED TOGETHER. WE LAUGHED ABOUT IT EVERY TIME WE HAD A DRINK TOGETHER AND YES HE ALWAYS CHECKED WHEN IT WAS MY TURN AT THE BAR TO MAKE SURE THAT THERE WASN'T ANY COLD TEA AROUND.

DAGO RED WAS BIG IN MY EARLY TEENS, TAKEN WITH AN ITALIAN FRIEND FROM HIS FATHERS PRIVATE BASEMENT STOCK.

I GOT SO BAD ON IT ONE DAY THAT WHEN I HEAVED IT WAS COMING OUT MY NOSE.

The alcoholic nadir of my life was Poggibonsi ersatz Chianti, sold in a white polythene half gallon jerrican in Soho. The stuff was so vile it stained the polythene pink. And your teeth.

In my University OTC my friends and I found it was very good for cleaning SLR gas plugs.

Actually that sounds like pretty handy stuff.  A multi-tasker's drink, so to speak, clean your rifle and your digestive track & sinus' at the same time.

Legend has it, it also speeded up the climb rate of a Mk1 Sioux by 40%, with the crew progressively lightening the load.