Flew one back in the Summer of ‘50 during the Korean War. Me and Brian ‘Debbie’ Reynolds

were seconded to a 226th Marine Regiment black ops outfit during the Battle of Incheon, mostly looking after some of the very large toolboxes they used to store wrenches.

Operation Chromite was in full swing with the aim of retaking Seoul. One night me and Debbie were rudely awoken with a large bell and ordered to join an undercover team made up of specialists from X Corps and the 1st Marines. Debbie had swamped his pit after a raucous night in the officer’s mess and boarded damp.

We were both absolutely bongof**ked off our noggins on a heady mix of Venezuelan Gimpbiscuits and donkeys**t. Flying over the Han river, we took a hit just above the rotor housing, as the helo lurched, Debbie fell, right out of the side over Makgye-Dong. We thought he was a gonner.

Brian was found in 1982 just outside Gimsatgat-Myeon by a group of Swedish twinks. He was living in an iron soup cauldron filled with swarfega and impetigo. Someone had tied a balloon to his old boy and written ‘This far you shall come, but no farther; And here your proud waves shall stop’ on his anus cheeks.

Posted By: malkybarkid, Sep 1, 21:15:13