KriegslokBR52
Well-Known Member
Your dad and i would have fun time sharing "war stories". When i came to the US, i didn't know english at all. Thanks to the crowd i was hanging out with in high school, my english skills were sharpened by listening to dirty mouth comedians like Andrew Dice Clay and albums of Jerky Boys...and that was even before i went into the service. In basic training the series Gunnery Sargent described me to the other platoon (this was relayed to me by someone i knew in the other platoon): "in my other platoon i have a Polak with New York accent"ah….my dad is ex …was ex…..and the um ditties he taught me as a child meant I am very familiar with colourful language
army songs..
e.g. we scrapped him off the tarmac like a lump of strawberry jam….l
We flew in ……..um yeah I do not think I can write that one here lol
He also did nursery rhymes….the first time I repeated at school it was made very obvious it was not for public consumption
Hickory dickory dock
the mouse went up the clock
the mouse came down his bum was brown
and so was the cookoo s ….coughs splutters……
the look on the surprised teachers face still is pictured in my mind.
I won’t reiterate anymore lol
edited….I do not usually swear, and if I occasionally use a bad word I get an evil glare from the other half…..who also is capable of colourful language, but rarely does and believes women should not