Then came the Assumptions.

And the Assumptions were without form and The Plan was without Substance.

Darkness was upon the faces of the Soldiers.

And the Soldiers went unto their Corporals and said:

"This is a crock of s*** and it stinks."

And the Corporals went unto their Sergeants saying:

"It is a pail of dung and we can't live with the smell."

And the Sergeants went unto their Warrant Officers saying:

"It is a container of excrement and it is very strong, such that none may abide it."

And the Warrant Officers went unto their Lieutenants saying:

"It is a vessel of fertiliser and none may abide its strength."

And the Lieutenants went unto the Captains saying:

"It contains that which aids plant growth and it is very strong."

And the Captains went unto the Majors saying:

"It promotes growth and it is very powerful."

And the Majors went unto the Colonel and said:

"This new Plan will actively promote the growth and vigour of the Army with very powerful effects."

And the Chief of the Army looked upon The Plan and saw that it was good.

And The Plan became Policy.

And this, my friends, is how s*** happens .........

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And people ask me why I left the Army.........

Cheers :D

thats great, i have a Army buddy that will get a laugh out of reading that.