Here's a story of one damned lucky paratrooper. He fell 3500 feet and only ended up with three cracked vertabrae and a dislocated finger! I can imagine the scene in the house that he landed...
Motunga: Pass the dried cow tongue please.
Mozumbo: here..whats that noise?
Motunga: sounds like a banshee wailing!
CRASH !!
Lt. Williams: I say, old boy, would you get that tongue out of my face? Sorry about the roof, I'm sure Her Majesty's government will pay all damages. Oh, and would you call me an ambulance please?
Motunga:
Mozumbo:
Lt. Williams: I say, you do speak English don't you? I'm in a little pain here, that first step was a little longer than I had expected!
Motunga: Try to get a decent lunch, and it starts raining men! Maybe those old Disco ladies in America were right! Lets's Dance!
Mozumbo: My Roof! My lunch! My God! We weren't prepared for lunch guests!
Streamers suck. They really do.
Posted by: dick at November 16, 2004 02:09 PMI did a gig with a bunch of Royal Marines at the Jump Center here in Tampa,They were a wild bunch.
and tough as nails.
They were doing Night jumps with flares and it was cool as hell .
They offered me a tandem but since I was fairly well lubricated by Glen Feddich,I wisely declined.
We played from 10-4 in the morning and they partyed and brawled the whole time.
I am glad they are on our side.
They took one of there lads who was intoxicated and left him naked on the pool table after hiding his clothes.
As we packed the truck he was still out cold .
I imagine it was pretty funny, when the poor fooker woke up with no clothes and everyone gone..or when the camp ground came to life around 6AM.
Cheers
One lucky trooper, I have witnessed 2 seperate civilian deaths due to streamers while skydiving and two more who perished from hang glider accidents. Yet they keep on jumping.
Posted by: Jack at November 17, 2004 12:30 AM