Mess Games & Mess Cannons
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I once took part in a wizard wheeze when someone had bought one of those toy guns that has a bright red ring of caps for ammunition. He had fired all of the caps except one on each of the rings, so that there was only one live 'round' remaining. The 'gun' was then passed from man to man during the Station Commander's/PMC's speech and each recipient had to spin the chamber and put the gun to his temple before pulling the trigger in a mock game of Russian Roulette. The knowledge that if the gun went off in your hands was liable to result in a bollocking and/or bottle of port fine added a great deal of tension to events. It was also hilarious to watch the face of the man in the act of pulling the trigger.
Obviously this game shouldn't be played with a real gun and probably should be avoided if there are children under 18 in the room (drone, drone)
Obviously this game shouldn't be played with a real gun and probably should be avoided if there are children under 18 in the room (drone, drone)
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Make friends with the dentists and have them drill a hole near the stem of someone's red wine glass such as Mr Vice, baffled looks to ensue when growing stain is becoming noticeable on nice white table cloths!
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try 'Bronco Busting' - always good for laugh.
Creep up on the prettiest WAAF in the bar and sink your teeth into her behind - have a mate time you for the length of time you can stay hitchedon!
Alternatively, hide napkin, pull shirt tail through zipper and arrange neatly on lap. H@ll of a laugh when serving wench attempts to pull your shirt off through your flies!
Creep up on the prettiest WAAF in the bar and sink your teeth into her behind - have a mate time you for the length of time you can stay hitchedon!
Alternatively, hide napkin, pull shirt tail through zipper and arrange neatly on lap. H@ll of a laugh when serving wench attempts to pull your shirt off through your flies!
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Ah Yes, "Bronco Busting" also known in my day as "Bar Room Rodeo." I have a rather permanent reminder of such a game at Aldergrove and will now be wearing a brace across 3 front teeth for the rest of my born natural! Mind you, I did bite harder than intended. Happy Days!
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Crikey, Bananasbananas. That was one hell of a hard WAAF, eh!
I was once conned into doing that same trick to "say hello" to a lady standing alone in the bar at Gutersloh. I didn't know her but she was supposedly a friend of my colleague's (Ooh, look! There's so and so, she's game for a laugh, let's bite her bum - you go left, I'll go right!). We did a pairs attack from behind and scored two simultaneous direct hits. Unfortunately it wasn't her at all and it took a great deal of explaining and a very large bunch of flowers to go anywhere near placating her. Still got my front teeth though, lucky in view of the fact that her husband wasn't at all impressed and he was a lot bigger than me.
The best mess game from a spectator point of view has to be a sitting tug of war, using a broomstick instead of a rope, held crosswise in both hands of the first member, then everyone hangs on to the person in front. A favourite trick of my best mate was to organise men-only teams to demonstrate. After a couple of goes, the ladies always insist on forming their own team. Trouble is, in formal mess dress they can't do sitting tug of war unless they hitch their long dresses right up. In the heat of battle, some hitherto unseen sights get seen!
I was once conned into doing that same trick to "say hello" to a lady standing alone in the bar at Gutersloh. I didn't know her but she was supposedly a friend of my colleague's (Ooh, look! There's so and so, she's game for a laugh, let's bite her bum - you go left, I'll go right!). We did a pairs attack from behind and scored two simultaneous direct hits. Unfortunately it wasn't her at all and it took a great deal of explaining and a very large bunch of flowers to go anywhere near placating her. Still got my front teeth though, lucky in view of the fact that her husband wasn't at all impressed and he was a lot bigger than me.
The best mess game from a spectator point of view has to be a sitting tug of war, using a broomstick instead of a rope, held crosswise in both hands of the first member, then everyone hangs on to the person in front. A favourite trick of my best mate was to organise men-only teams to demonstrate. After a couple of goes, the ladies always insist on forming their own team. Trouble is, in formal mess dress they can't do sitting tug of war unless they hitch their long dresses right up. In the heat of battle, some hitherto unseen sights get seen!
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Not quite Mess games, but I got involved in a bicycle COMAO at Linton-on-Booze many eons ago. Last week before Santa, all white and crisp and even and an afternoon post-stack p!ss up in progress down one of the sqns. About 2 doz assorted herberts, armed with snow balls, split between bombers (snow ball through office window) and AD (shoot bomber off his bike). AWACS support and tankers (cans passed on the fly). DCI, studes, instructors even the metman and the cleaner! Best tactics trainer I've ever seen! And it didn't hurt when you fell off!
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Just to close the thread....
Friday saw the 'green suited' dining in night, and I think I have scored a first. A hats on, one way talking from staich before the meal. Seems the Col who was getting all stressed about 'his' night going well got to the groupy first. I did however have a lot of fun sowing lots of 'disinformation' which was just as effective at winding the army up as if I'd done anything at all anyway.
Roll on the next stag do....
Friday saw the 'green suited' dining in night, and I think I have scored a first. A hats on, one way talking from staich before the meal. Seems the Col who was getting all stressed about 'his' night going well got to the groupy first. I did however have a lot of fun sowing lots of 'disinformation' which was just as effective at winding the army up as if I'd done anything at all anyway.
Roll on the next stag do....
