Defence minister is taking the National Lotto chiefs around the new wounded Solidier hospice that they have recently funded.
they come across three ex-forces men in thier beds
First one in lying on his back with his hands flying above him..
lotto chief asks
' what are you doing son?'
ex- Army lad replies
' catching the d**n stars sir, its thier fault im here..!'
they walk onto the next bed where an ex-marine is lying on his front doing front crawl.
Lotto chief asks 'what are you doing son?'
wounded marine replies 'swimming to my dingy, its missing and that whats got me in this mess....!'
so they walk onto the next bed where an ex- Royal Air Force Pilot is sitting upright with his hands motioning like he's holding a steering wheel
lotto chief asks ' what are you doing son?'
pilot says ' driving as far away fae they two as possible, thier f*cking Mental......'
best i can do folks, its late
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