Australian army

    Dear Mum & Dad,

    I am well. Hope youse are too.
    Tell me big brothers Doug and Phil that the
    Army is better than workin' on the farm
    - tell them to get in bloody quick
    smart before the jobs are all gone!
    I wuz a bit slow in settling down
    At first, because ya don't hafta get outta bed until 6am.
    But I like sleeping in now, cuz all ya gotta do before brekky
    is make ya bed and shine ya boots and clean ya uniform.
    No bloody cows to milk, no calves to feed, no feed to
    stack - nothin'!! Ya haz gotta shower though, but its not so bad,
    coz there's lotsa hot water and even a
    light to see what ya doing!

    At brekky ya get cereal, fruit and eggs but there's
    no kangaroo steaks or possum stew like wot Mum makes.
    You don't get fed again until noon and by
    that time all the city boys are buggered because we've
    been on a 'route march' - geez its only just like walking
    to the windmill in the back

    This one will kill me brothers Doug and Phil with laughter,
    I keep getting medals for shootin' - dunno why.
    The bullseye is as big as a bloody possum's
    bum and it don't move and it's not firing back at ya like the
    Johnsons did when our big scrubber bull got into
    their prize cows before the Ekka last year!
    All ya gotta do is make yourself comfortable and hit the
    target - it's a piece of piss!!
    You don't even load your own cartridges, they comes
    In little boxes, and ya don't have to steady yourself
    against the rollbar of the roo shooting truck when you reload!

    Sometimes ya gotta wrestle with the city boys and I
    gotta be real careful coz they break easy
    - it's not like fighting with Doug and Phil and Jack and
    Boori and Steve and Muzza all at once like we do at
    home after the muster.
    Turns out I'm not a bad boxer either and it looks like
    I'm the best the platoon's got, and I've only been
    beaten by this one bloke from the
    Engineers - he's 6 foot 5 and 15 stone and three
    pick handles across the shoulders and as ya know I'm
    only 5 foot 7 and eight stone wringin' wet, but
    I fought him till the other blokes carried me off to the boozer.

    I can't complain about the Army
    - tell the boys to get in quick before word
    gets around how bloody good it is.

    Your loving daughter,



    Ha Ha, very good, :thumbsup:

    Nice one. :thumbsup:

    looooooooooooooooooool :thumbsup:

    ha ha I like the twist at the end!!!

    I wasn't expecting it to be a lassy lol :giggle:
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