The Story

SlimSkeeter

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This is a story I was told one time at work, so I'm not saying its true, I'm just saying its funny as hell:

Apparently somebodies friend was in Basic Training a while back and his bunkmate (bottom bunk) was an open-mouthed-rattle-the-windows snorer. No matter how many times he was asked to sleep on his side or shut the fuck up he would still snore like a buzz saw. Unfortunately, he was often the first one asleep, as well.

The guy on the top bunk got fed up and finally fixed it. Next time this guy made it to bed first, Top Bunk came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, put one foot on the bottom bunk and rammed a hotdog he had smuggled out of the dining hall down this guys throat a few times before tossing it on his bed. Bottom Bunk woke up choking and gagging, only to see Top Bunk adjusting his towel and standing over him. Top Bunk says "Thanks, I really needed that," and winks before going to get changed for bed.

Funny thing, though. The snoring apparently stopped after that.
 

SlimSkeeter

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Haha... funny but the hot dog totally would have broken and left little yummy pieces in his mouth.
Have you tried this? :yociexp37:
 

Blood

Crimson Kunoichi
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That's gross, even if he didn't bite down on the hot dog, he'll still have to wonder about the hot dog flavors left over in his mouth.
 

SlimSkeeter

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It was more an effort to flog someone with a hot dog. It just sort of fell apart mid swing and then flew off on impact.

:khi2d:
lmao sounds like Leprosy Pr0n. *removes dick and tries to slap pornobabe on ass, only to have said dick fall to the ground*

Jesus, I'm tired...I think it might be getting to be time for all good 3rd shifters to go to bed. :khi5e:
 

Unhappy Camper

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February, 1987, Fort Jackson South Carolina. Basic Training, E company 1/66 Infantry.

0230, I awoke to screaming and to find three guys holding down another troop, all 4 were painted with blotchy blood stains.

Turns out that troop 'a' beat his bunk mate to death with an E-tool ( folding combat shovel ), beat him so viciously ( and I argue, effectively) that the dead dude was left with his head being held on by a small patch of skin.

After an investigation we were told it was due to constant sexual advances by the now deceased homo on troop 'a' that apparently were not well received.


Basically ... troops don't do the old hotdog in the mouth trick on someone that might not be "receptive" to that sort of joking.
 

SlimSkeeter

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February, 1987, Fort Jackson South Carolina. Basic Training, E company 1/66 Infantry.

0230, I awoke to screaming and to find three guys holding down another troop, all 4 were painted with blotchy blood stains.

Turns out that troop 'a' beat his bunk mate to death with an E-tool ( folding combat shovel ), beat him so viciously ( and I argue, effectively) that the dead dude was left with his head being held on by a small patch of skin.

After an investigation we were told it was due to constant sexual advances by the now deceased homo on troop 'a' that apparently were not well received.


Basically ... troops don't do the old hotdog in the mouth trick on someone that might not be "receptive" to that sort of joking.
Fuck me....I wasn't talking about sexual advances. I was just telling a Hustler Humor style story. I seriously doubted its validity when I heard it, and I still do. I just wanted to share a laugh.