This reminds me of that time I fell off my bike; I yelled ‘OH FUCK!’ so damned loud, I think the little old lady whose house I fell in front would have been getting the soap ready to wash my mouth out with.
But I was on the way to the clinic for a cold, and the doctor looked at my bruised knee while she was at it. …the bruise was huge.
I wasn’t a mortarman, but if I remember correctly, the shell has to travel and spin quickly to arm. However, I’ve got to say, I wouldn’t have stayed around to prove that.
The first, and final, strike in the war against the Lilliputians. Victory was (almost) as swift as the hasty “strategic pull-back” of these valiant warriors.
This reminds me of that time I fell off my bike; I yelled ‘OH FUCK!’ so damned loud, I think the little old lady whose house I fell in front would have been getting the soap ready to wash my mouth out with.
But I was on the way to the clinic for a cold, and the doctor looked at my bruised knee while she was at it. …the bruise was huge.
happy to see that the camera man stuck around to see what would happen, lol
I wasn’t a mortarman, but if I remember correctly, the shell has to travel and spin quickly to arm. However, I’ve got to say, I wouldn’t have stayed around to prove that.
The first, and final, strike in the war against the Lilliputians. Victory was (almost) as swift as the hasty “strategic pull-back” of these valiant warriors.
Run away!!!!!
Irony of life (and death): such a deadly weapon turned out into a funny joke.