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is no place for Generals and Politicians so said a General and a
Politician. No get the grunts out there, put them through hell and
if they get back make them redundant. Well that was old new
Labour, new New Labour have had an about turn and are running more
scared than an insurgent with his pants on fire. Yes the boys and girls are having a much better time of it due to |
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new New Labour - say that 5 times fast and
it will have Labour in a spin (no pun intended) [really? Ed]. I spoke to one of our brave chaps this morning, Corporal Blight of the Royal Hampshire's. Two weeks ago Blight was making baps and buns in his little shop in Ringwood. He remembers taking some mince pies out the oven when there was a knock on the door, and a letter delivered by hand was thrust into his oven gloves by two burly sweats with MP written on their arms. Blight, who had never even been an army cadet, tried to explain to the charmless duo but got little response. It was then he realised that MP stood for Major Prick. Blight contacted the MoD but got no help from the pencil pushing bed wetter that eventually answered his call. Blight's family, friends and customers appealed to the Minister, unfortunately for Blight the Minister didn't find any of them particularly appealing. To the Regulars (and there's nothing like shell bursts for keeping you regular), Territorials, volunteers, and the unfortunates like Blight, we salute you! |
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