Talking about the old saying 'A cat has 9 Lives'... Watching the news about all the snow etc.reminded me of the lucky escape I had once.. Anyone got any stories on a time or times they've got really lucky?
One for me was when I was a lad in the Army, usual Friday afternoon piss up in the unit bar and then a night on the beer in local village, got totally wankered and staggered back to camp through 3 feet of snow in North Yorkshire. I decided to sneak into camp through a side field rather than risk a night in the guard room cells for being pissed. I remember dragging my legs through the snow and then the next thing I recall was some of the guards carrying me to my billet and I was soaking and fucking freezing as I had passed out.
I realise now if they hadn't been laughing at me staggering like a twat then collapsing, I think that would've been lights out.
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