Two Shits
I went to Basrah, bottom end of Iraq in 2003 to support the IT of the military out there. 6 month of easy work. Another company provided half the staff for the task as did ours. One of their lads was a little blonde hair skinny guy, and I cant remember his real name. Forever he'll be known as "Two Shits". People (Officers and all) used to ring the help desk specifically asking for Two shits, and he thought it was a complement. The man was an outright boaster. You had one shit, he's top it with two, thats how he got his name. You'd been to Tenerife, he'd been to Twelverife.
Examples - On an IED awareness briefing, the Bomb disposal expert described how the previous week they had disarmed a 300lb set up. Two Shits had done a 500lb a year before and told the guy and the whole room that. He's worked in the SAS ( Haven't they all) but knew no names. Martial arts expert, until we set him up against a karate black belt and he cried off. He was seeing a girl back in the UK and explained his job in Iraq ( Help desk support) as Special Ops. His last one, was getting drunk one night, stealing the sections 6 wheel tractor motor and driving it into a tent. When the military police arrested him, he insisted he was an under cover colonel and they should release him or they would all loose their jobs. 4 hours later, he was on the flight home.

Length - 12 hours via Cyprus to Brize in the back of a Herc.
( ratman, Wed 5 Dec 2007, 23:20, Reply)