Tuesday, 20 April 2010

I Aint Gettin' On No Plane

Actually that's not true. I am getting on a Plane, even though Planes give me the fear. When I say fear I mean lip-wobbling 'I want my Mum' big girls blouse type fear...

However, I won't be on it when it lands. How is this possible I hear you cry? Well thats easy enough to answer. I'm going to jump out of it.

Yep that's right - CSR got pissed on Saturday. The subject of Combat Stress came up and how we could best raise money for this most worthy of causes.

Now the trouble is CSR gets brave when he's had a drink. Not 'What choo lookin at you slaaaag' type brave - but 'I know - I'll jump out of a Plane to raise some cash for our troops' type brave.

My intentions are these.

1 - To pay for the jump myself (meaning any money donated goes to the worthy and not CSR's beer fund)

2 - To film said jump for the amusement of the masses.

3 - To cry and scream like a girl all the way down.

4 - To stop getting pissed with other ex-squaddies on weekends.

I'm sure in this day and age of the Tinternetz I'll be able to join some sort of web-page meaning you can donate directly (should you wish too) So stand by for that.

In the meantime I shall leave you with this thought. The next fucker who sends me a YouTube link showing a parachute accident - is going to get punched in the eye really hard. It's not big and it's not clever.

What The Fuck Was I Thinking

5 comments:

  1. I'll pay you a penny a foot.

    I assume you're going the full distance. Shame you won't do the more laddish ripcord, I would have given you 2p a foot until you pulled the string.

    Doris.

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  2. If you have to crash could you at least not aim for Brown while you're up there?
    And I'd gladly give to the CSR beer-fund if it means more fun to the masses.
    Have fun!

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  3. Gave you a bit of PR on the news site. Hope you like it and that people will notice it.
    http://uknewsnetwork.blogspot.com/2010/04/cold-steel-rain-jumps-for-british.html

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  4. Right, shithead. I see you've got the minerals to dump from 12K with a pyjama-string for comfort.

    Do it. Twopence a foot until you yank the cord, a penny after that.

    And if you can manage it with no skidmarks, beer's on me too. I'll find the cash. For the troops, you understand.

    And I'll get you some more sponsors.

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