tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745817778350624453.post1936804829010058275..comments2024-03-28T17:58:25.581+13:00Comments on The Flaxen Saxon Chronicles: TankFlaxen Saxonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03431645401478120921noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745817778350624453.post-54623885873987762522014-10-22T21:30:15.149+13:002014-10-22T21:30:15.149+13:00Just to prove that the old jokes are the best....
...Just to prove that the old jokes are the best....<br /><br />It's a little known fact that during the first world war, both sides ran out of munitions - so in order to keep things going, they reached an agreement. Each side would pretend they had weapons, point at the other and just shout and mimic what they were doing.<br /><br />At the first encounter, it seemed it would work. A german came face to face with a Tommy. He pointed at him and shouted 'Stab, stab!" whilst mimicking a bayonet attack, but Tommy didn't fall over. The german, frustrated, pointed his finger like a gun and shouted "Bang, bang" but still Tommy didn't fall over. The german picked up a stone and hurled it at Tommy, shouting "Grenade, grenade!" but still Tommy kept coming...<br /><br />"Waz is das?" demanded the german soldier. "You ver supposed to fall over und be dead!"<br /><br />"Nein, Fritz" replied the Tommy, waving his arms side to side. "Tank, tank!...."<br /><br /><i>Like I said - the old one's are the best!</i>Dioclesehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08139646438543954337noreply@blogger.com