Guys and Girls In Tanks......

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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… and farting.

What if one of 'em let one out that was so bad it made everybody’s eyes water and they couldn’t see to to shoot, could that person get court-martialed?

Oh wait, they probably wear goggles, right?

Well then what if the methane was so bad it melted the lenses?

Say that person ate Campbell’s Split Pea soup straight out of the can - didn’t mix it with water/milk, and just broke off bits of it and ate it like Jello?

And what if the perp (some onomatopoeia, there) was an officer?

Could the rest of the crew complain without being insubordinate?

“GOTTdamn it, Sir!”

I have had an aperitif or two, and I miss Foster Brooks, so SOOOO me!

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Q

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An aperitif or TWO?

3

My Marine friend who spent a great deal of his career in tanks assures me that this is a rather large part of working in such an environment. Evidently, it can be both hilarious, or a point of serious contention.

4

My friends would probably compete to see who could be the first person to emit such a noxious fart that it triggered the halon system in an M1.

Or perhaps the commander would pull the equivalent to farting in bed and pulling the cover over your partner’s head - slam his hatch shut and let one rip.

5

Tanks have canons, right.

The next one who farts gets to stand in front when the next round is fired!

6

Composers do canons.

Tanks have cannons.
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