Thursday, 20 November 2003

Letter from a Marine Recruit

From Cynical Cyn, via G'day Mate comes a hilarious letter from a Marine Recruit from the sticks.
This next will kill Walt and Elmer with laughing. I keep getting medals for shooting. I don't know why. The bulls-eye is near as big as a chipmunk head and don't move. And it ain't shooting at you, like the Higgett boys at home. All you got to do is lie there all comfortable and hit it. You don't even load your own cartridges. They come in little metal boxes.
But the funniest thing is the punchline, which I won't spoil. For a good chuckle (or even a loud guffaw) please go read it

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