Flew one in 'nam in 1972. Me and Eddie 'The Tart' Bakewell got called up for secret

bombing missions over Cambodia and Laos. One night me and the Tart got so mentalled off our c**ts on a heady mix of wobbly eggs and k-pins that Eddie fell out, right over the side over Than Poh.

A group of idiotic journalists from the Ukraine found him in 1989, he was living in a hollowed out cow with a small nurse. He was wearing a top hat and tails and was surrounded by 27 conkers.

Posted By: malkybarkid, Nov 28, 11:59:34