Ships Office, HMS ANDROMEDA Cadiz'86 . Present: Myself, WTR Kev R***e and CPOWTR Fred Mo***ter. Kev being a fat [email protected] and having had a dodgy Spanish meal or two on the previous night was guffing for Britain. Fred (whose nickname was "fiery fred due to being the worlds most boring cnut) is not impressed. After an hour or so of pretty obnoxious gasses from Wtr R, said CPO was aggrieved enough to utter the following order. "Wtr R you are to leave the ships office and vacate your bowells at the earliest opportunity. You are then to return to the ships office and complete your duties. Do you understand the order ?" Kev, duely dissapears and leaves poor old me to be threatened (5 mins later) to be run for insubordination due to incessent laughter.