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Originally posted by Whateva69
I had to pick up my husband from work, and as I approached the guard room at the gates, several soldiers (mp's) walked towards my car, they spread out and I could see in my rear vision mirror that they were going over and underneath my car, giving it a good thorough searching they were,
The fourth guard bent over to talk to me through my open window, I'm kind of a sarcastic person and I wish sometimes I wasn’t lol
As he leant in I slowly waved my hand in front of me looked him in the eyes and said “these are not the droids you are looking for”.
He must have been a trekkie as he had no clue what I meant lol
Any way that smart ass comment made him uneasy and he wouldn’t let me pass until he and the other soldiers went over the inside and outside of my car two more times.
I was late picking up my husband and my only excusse to him was that the mp's dont watch star wars.
my husband looked at me confused gave his head a slight shake.
I think he thinks i was having a blonde moment and didnt want to ask anymore
Letter Home From New Australian Army Recruit
Dear Mum & Dad
I am well. Hope youse are too. Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the Army is better than workin' on the farm - tell them to get in bloody quick smart before the jobs are all gone! I wuz a bit slow in settling down at first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am. But I like sleeping in now, cuz all yagotta do before brekky is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform. No bloody cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but it's not so bad, coz there's lotsa hot water and even a light to see what ya doing! At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes. You don't get fed again until noon and by that time all the city boys are buggered because we've been on a 'route march' - geez it's only just like walking to the windmill in the back paddock! This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter. I keep getting medals for shootin' - dunno why. The bullseye is as big as a bloody possum's arse and it don't move and it's not firing back at ya like the Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into their prize cows before the Ekka last year! All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the target - it's a piece of piss!! You don't even load your own cartridges they comes in little boxes and ya don't have to steady yourself against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload! Sometimes yagotta wrestle with the city boys and I gotta be real careful coz they break easy - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at home after the muster.
Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like I'm the best the platoon's got, and I've only been beaten by this one bloke from the Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 18 stone and like three pick lengths at the shoulders and as ya know I'm only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin' wet, but I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer. I can't complain about the Army - tell the boys to get in quick before word gets around how bloody good it is
Your loving daughter
Originally posted by HomerinNC
reply to post by CX
Those were classic lol
Why did you have to report to the police?