We stole the pith helmets from some Brit soldiers in a drunken pub brawl somewhere outside Gaza, as I recall. Could be wrong about that. Ian’s still got the Lewis gun, which is why I’m so polite to him. Gad, how the brakes on that jalopy sucked…
Courtesy of Forgotten Weapons.

















































Wait!
Wasn’t that the night that “Someone” let that pair of “in heat” camels into the Officers Club?
I Thought that we had all agreed to never mention that night again?
Uhm … Oops ….
I’ll just be over here reading … quietly.