tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post1461685229707788278..comments2008-02-19T12:00:06.386Zidlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09938525768274527540noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-538338822838584112008-02-19T12:00:00.000Z2008-02-19T12:00:00.000ZBrilliant Idle!<BR/><BR/>This must have been before digital photography, so only hard copies will exist, unless there is a new trade in RN scanners now...<BR/><BR/>A variation on this came from a pal in the RAF. After a severe session resulting in unconsciousness, the unfortunate member was tied to the foot of the slumbering unfortunate man, with a piece of string which was just a bit shorter than necessary...<BR/><BR/>What's the first thing you do when you wake up after a heavy night on the sauce...? <BR/><BR/>Stretch uncontrollably...? <BR/><BR/>Aaaargh....Scroblenehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07482646859547203051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-35020908222152621852008-02-19T03:36:00.000Z2008-02-19T03:36:00.000ZI hate reading posts like this.<BR/>it just serves to remind me how dull my vacuous existence has been.<BR/>I must go and do something unusual.Barnsley Billhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00404836788413532830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-25769644793406754612008-02-18T21:52:00.000Z2008-02-18T21:52:00.000ZMerms, thank you for the double entendres.<BR/><BR/>Lil, I have no idea if your theory stands up, but it seems just as credible as Roald Dahl's idea that it depended on whether the hon member was pointing towards, or away from, the moon.idlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09938525768274527540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-52093066943867801542008-02-18T16:16:00.000Z2008-02-18T16:16:00.000ZAh, that explains why you produced daughters ;-) The more pendulous the scrotum, the better cooled it is, the better the quality of the contents...Lilithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05011676751221508167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-14320428279726828672008-02-18T14:15:00.000Z2008-02-18T14:15:00.000ZOh dear Idle! the mind boggles at that salty tale! Talk about the right hon. member...Mermaid of Moorgatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13485679698269770465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-25016352406229829182008-02-16T00:14:00.000Z2008-02-16T00:14:00.000ZI wonder what did happen to those photos. Probably matelot porn by now, "Ah me hearty, another unsuspecting army officer for our archives. Ooooh aaargh !"<BR/><BR/>It's a good thing that they didn't have ladies in the Navy in those days - you wouldn't have stood a chance, Idle. They would have simply blown those candles out. (Wrens have very well developed pelvic floor muscles so I hear.)electro-kevinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18073103431166273080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-23938894711183451522008-02-15T16:02:00.000Z2008-02-15T16:02:00.000ZExcellent!<BR/><BR/>There's very little one can add to that, other than, on the return trip to base, I suspect you were thanking your lucky stars you weren't born a red sea pedestrian - <I>oy vey</I>!Tuscan Tonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11196343713837375340noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-89087259119886541712008-02-15T15:52:00.000Z2008-02-15T15:52:00.000ZThe News of the World will outbid the Sun.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7748920856459488211.post-69289227552760308482008-02-15T13:12:00.000Z2008-02-15T13:12:00.000ZBrilliant tale idle!<BR/><BR/>I look forward keenly to your election.45govthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10628604286051915366noreply@blogger.com