The Impossible Sit-Up

Seeing the title of the thread “The Impossible Question” made me think of an old gag that people used to play on new recruits when I was in the service.

The joke was called “The Impossible Sit-Up”. Normally, to set the stage, a few guys would start whooping and hollering around a strange ritual. The private would be curious and go check it out. What he saw was a guy on his back, in sit-up position, with his arms by his sides. One guy held his feet and another held a shirt or bandanna or something like that across the guys eyes.(All of these people were in on it, BTW) Anyway, the point was to try to do one sit up with someone holding your head down. People would pretend to bet money and the bandanna holder would always let the decoy almost make it, so it looked do-able.

Now, you must understand, living in the barracks was like the eternal doldrums and when something like this happened, you had a hundred guys and girls yelling and screaming, all or most of them knowing what was going to happen.

Inevitably, one of the new kids would want to show how tough he was and go for the challenge. This part of the trick called for two additional assistants. Once the guy was down, and his eyes covered, someone would get real close with a camera. The other would stand over the guy and pull down his pants, so his ass was inches from sit-up dude’s face. The bandanna holder lets go of the bandanna and WHOP! Insert face-A into ass-B! By the time the camera flash died out, the whole building would be shaking from laughter and the red faced newbie would be hiding in his room under the bed.

Now, I know this is childish, and mean, and that you really shouldn’t put people through such embarassment. But, what the hell, I think it’s fuckin’ funny!

So, tell me, what did you do to embarass the new guy/girl?


“You both can suck my used tampons, you goat-raping, rat-stuffing inbred sons of a syphillitic gutterslut and a one-eyed midget named “Klaus”.”
–NTG

We order pizza.

I know, I know. But you have to teach these greenhorns how tough the real world can be.

I mostly just drag up old threads and dangle them in front of people who forgot to search the archives.

::runs from room::

Livin’ on Tums, vitamin E and Rogaine

Arrrrgh!

Try this one: Screwing with the FNG

::slinks away, his wise-ass remark ruined forever::

And you’ve obviously had lots of practice at it, Manny, ya bastid! :wink:

It’s not exactly embarassment, but on the first day, I welcome my new subordinates by introducing them around the office, showing them where everything is, briefing them on what we need to accomplish first and closing with the cheery reminder “Remember, don’t think of me as the boss, think of me as someone who can make life hell for you in a thousand different ways.”

I usually don’t have any problems establishing authority.

Democritus,

I’m from Chicago, and something exactly like that was all over the news recently. I don’t remember if it was a football team, or a fraternity, but I believe someone was getting sued for hazing. I’ll try and find out exactly what it was.

That’s a paddlin’

Studi


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