00:00 - 00:03 | Listen for orders for the open day on saturday |
00:04 - 00:05 | Hurry up snap tin and close the door |
00:05 - 00:07 | We will have stands here, here and here |
00:08 - 00:12 | along with the gazebo, and the SV my fave |
00:12 - 00:15 | Para will be in his latest kit he has blown his bounty money on |
00:17 - 00:19 | What about a WMIK, and who orgainsed this? |
00:19 - 00:21 | dont spunking tell me! fuck witt! |
00:24 - 00:26 | sir...... |
00:27 - 00:28 | errrm... |
00:31 - 00:33 | Captain Beattie sir, |
00:34 - 00:36 | yes, capatain pipe sir |
00:53 - 00:58 | Billlinngham, coombes and pebbledash stay here, the rest of you go outside and look and my handsome face on the wall |
01:13 - 01:15 | the clueless fuckwitt, i thought that cunt had been burnet with fire |
01:15 - 01:17 | i bet he spent a fucking fortune of those wank beer mats again |
01:18 - 01:23 | if i have told hin once i have told him 1000 times |
01:25 - 01:28 | look a the state of that lot outside, it looks like a jezza audition |
01:29 - 01:31 | is that the sort of people we want? |
01:31 - 01:34 | right |
01:34 - 01:37 | you lot of making my piss boil |
01:37 - 01:40 | he turns with his fucking paint brushes, like that kiddie filddler rolf harris |
01:40 - 01:42 | but sir he is celebrated war artist |
01:42 - 01:46 | don't but sir me you billingham |
01:46 - 01:48 | Ben standen is doing it, we will get more bints n |
01:48 - 01:52 | i wondered why you mentioned girls, i suppose the carlton cobra needs to another victim |
01:53 - 01:54 | your insatiable Jbills, |
01:56 - 01:57 | i bet you have a toys r us loyalty card |
01:57 - 02:00 | im going to get your some nocturnal boxing gloves if your carry on |
02:00 - 02:03 | if her dad turns up. your own your own, pal |
02:04 - 02:08 | look even sal is crying |
02:08 - 02:13 | weak |
02:14 - 02:16 | im a professional soldier |
02:17 - 02:21 | years of experince, with the 9/12 |
02:27 - 02:29 | dont you lot laugh, i cant help if we were wank |
02:30 - 02:34 | id dont have the combat tours of flaps and ron, they are real soldiers, i just played at it |
02:34 - 02:36 | but i need your help to rid me of the beattie meanace |
02:41 - 02:42 | i cant cope with this stress wth my dicky ticker and my piss bag |
02:43 - 02:47 | just think of the mess i have to clean up when that bursts |
02:48 - 02:53 | and the smell |
02:54 - 02:56 | i cant cant work with you idiots, im used to 3/4 lancer standards |
02:56 - 02:59 | when every one was slotting choggies we were failing prarie thunder |
03:00 - 03:02 | even the Afgan army out performedd us |
03:04 - 03:07 | dry your eyes sal, jbils wont touch you again |
03:14 - 03:16 | im an old man, you can tell by my wardrobe |
03:19 - 03:23 | but i least i dont wear MTP shirts with ducks on out on the piss |
03:25 - 03:26 | is there anythig we can do to stop it? |
03:31 - 03:33 | no i didnt think so |
03:40 - 03:46 | if we do get some birds, make sure j bills is out of the way |
03:46 - 03:49 | other wise he will be drilling holes in the female changing rooms again |
03:53 - 03:56 | i wish i was back in NG1 |