Humor Stories

A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story (5)
The training at RAF Halton was not anything like that of the SAS,or the Para's,nor the Royal Marines;we were training to be responsible engineers not mean lean killers. Even so Halton attempted to forge a similar esprit de corps, professionalism, and raison d'être in the apprentices who passed through the establishment as was held in those elite units. For good or bad the methods employed sixty years ago have now gone with the wind.

Patrick invents a watch that not only makes women do whatever he wants, it makes them think that they wanted to in the first place.

A Tales from an Ex-Brat Story (8)
I didn't learn to drive until leaving the RAF. I was in the TA(Territorial Army) when I learned but don't think I was driving tanks or APCs or Landrovrers. The TA paid for my lessons with a civvy driving school and I learned in a bog standard Austin 1100. This true story recounts the first and last time i drove a truck, although I did become a Yellow Van Man

Wake up one morning to find that your personal computing has turned green & yellow and the screen is scrambled!

Decide for yourself after you read the story! IF you do, that is; it's likely to offend more than a few! I classified it as 'true', because there's more than a little truth in it! I'll leave you to figure out which part isn't!

It can be confusing.

Angel D Vine came down from Heaven for great sex with an Earthling. She saved Rupert's farm from an evil banker, beat the shit out of the Devil and fucked Rupert's little brain to a frazzle. Then she went back to Heaven to brag to the other angels about the new sex act Rupert showed her. How mor realistic can you get?

What happens when your little sister is a slut. And gets chained to the house. This is a little different for me. Be kind! I wrote it for the parenthetic opening/closing sentence. The hot stuff just sort of happened.