Originally Posted by Mike1995
Gee, I can think of many a time while in the Army that we FTX'd. That'* camping in your terms. Many times it was colder than a witches tit in a brass bra. Guys would make fun of me for carrying around a bottle of zippo lighter fluid. Aint nothing like sitting on a 10degree porta-jon seat. Well, I fixed that problem, squirt lighter fluid onto the seat, set afire, wait a minute or two, let the flames go out, and voila! A warm and sterile seat to sit on.
PortaPotties?? You musta been a REMF...
I can't think of much funny that ever happened to me, but way back when, before the Army, when I was in the Texas National Guard, one of my first field exercises we all got woke up by a huge scream. turns out one of the guys didn't want to sleep in the tent with the rest of the guys, so he climbed in the back of the truck where we'd been throwing the trash bags. Well, he said he had dreamed that one of his wife'* cats was sitting on his chest. So, half awake, he goes to push it off, only it pushed back. At apparently the same time, he realizes that 1) he ain't at home and 2) his "wife'* cat" turns out to be a racoon, which very quickly becomes airborn as he screams and throws it out of the truck.
We never saw the racoon, but kinda figure that'* really what happened....
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