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So there I was.......

.... recycled from the kitchen in Petawawa after being rejected by Valcartier, it wasn't as bad as ....
 
......the leftovers from a big dog and pony show, which, surprisingly, actually had big dogs and ponies......
 
.... entrails ground up and turned into imitation ham omelet for Freddychef, the meal of choice of ....
 
.. the Freddychef brand manager and his sales team...
 
.... after a night on a big drunk with nothing else to eat in the place ...
 
...except for the cigarette butts recovered from empty beer bottles...
 
.... held in an old school bus up on blocks in the major's backyard, a gift from the grateful people of ....
 
...the paintball gun and accessory supply company which would have gone tits-up years ago without Milice patronage...
 
.... and also the manufacturer of genuine fake Rambo knives, who did a booming business on the side of ....
 
.... the Milice having previously used their hands to hold the regimental food. The medic got tired of treating burns so when they received their mess tins and gut wrenches  there was much dancing and rejoicing. During that merriment a collision happened between ....
 
....the medic and the major causing a major medical mishap which was funny as that's what the major called his.......
 
,,,who continued to devotedly worship their leader's...
 
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