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February 21st, 2004
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| Immunes | Post; "**** happens"A unit had just left for a 2 month patrol and one of the guys needed to make a boskak (crap in the bush). And he didn't look where his pants were and filled them. When he was finished he pulled his pants up and covered himself. He had to walk right in the front of the patrol away from everyone else until they got home.
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February 21st, 2004
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| The fire is everything...  | Hi Recce, Welcome. I changed the title a bit.. "" It looked a bit inappropriate at first, but it's ok now.. Good story. I have seen several similar situations in the Norwegian army too. Taking a dump in -30C is not the easiest thing to do, you don't want to take of more clothes than is really necessary, so situations may happen...  |
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February 21st, 2004
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| Immunes | it could be hard at -30 but here in africa +30 so you're not wearing much clothing anyway. |
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March 14th, 2004
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| Centurion | I dug a cathole in the desert once,at night, in a nice flat spot, and proceded to fill that mother up (MRE backup, you know). So as I'm "sitting" there in the twister position, I hear a rumble and see a red light. Rumble grows louder, red light gets nearer. This resolves into 3 or 4 5tons full of guys from my troop, being led by a buddy of mine, who helpfully illuminates me with his flashlight as the entire group detours around me, BECAUSE I'M SHITTING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD. |
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March 26th, 2004
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| Immunes | you must have had one BIG turd brewing to be able to dig a hole in the road! |
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March 27th, 2004
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| Centurion | LOL! I say "road" in the army sense of "a stretch of dirt through which we drive trucks". |
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March 27th, 2004
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| Immunes | i know what you meant but isn't that still hard and compact? |
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March 27th, 2004
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| Centurion | Well, I had been turned away from several spots already, and yes, the MRE's had reached critical mass in my lower tract, so you could say I had the proper motivation! Besides, this was our second NTC rotation in 2 months (some other unit cancelled, and since the slot was open and our gear was still there....grrrr.), so I'd had a little practice digging  |
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March 27th, 2004
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| Immunes | what army were/are you in? about a month ago i went to a nature reserve for a weekend. I hiked about 8km across the beach to a neibouring air force base and came back in complete darkness. I hadn't had a **** since i got there and the time had come. i had to dig a hole in the soft beach sand and try not to fall in. |
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April 14th, 2004
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| Optio | Went up north ATVin' once and both my friend and I had to take a **** once we got about three hours out. So we stopped and went our separate ways into the woods. Now... ever notice hoe when you take a dump, most the time you piss as well? Well.... I forgot about that and soaked my pants. I mean completely soaked my pants. I came back seriously embarrassed, only to find that his pants were a shade darker as well... We looked at each other and laughed. Then I realized he was wearing my pop's pants... 
__________________ \"It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbled, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by the dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions and spends himself in a worthy course; who at the best, knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who, at worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly; so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory or defeat.\" - TR |
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