| Saying |
Meaning |
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| A. |
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| All ashore who's going ashore. |
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| All been changed. |
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| Alpha Bravo Charlie Dog. |
I'm as hard as a chocloate dog. |
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| Apologies to the Chefs/Cooks, whatever you were/are ten minutes ago. |
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| Am I hurting you boy, well I bloody well should be as I'm standing on your hair. |
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| Another dead Marine. |
After a bottle of wind or beer is finished. |
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| Any questions you lot, and if I cany answer them I'll ask the Sgt. |
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| All over it like a tramp on chips. |
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| Are the men happy Sgt. Major, yes sir, then stop thier leave. |
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| As dry as a Nun's fud. |
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| Attention on the upper deck, chase arse in a blue suit. |
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| Away the noo |
Seaboats Crew. |
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| B. |
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| Big man little cock, little man all cock. |
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| Bootnecks who cant tap dance are gay. |
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| Bootnecks who cant dance are beef. |
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| Brains of a rocking horse. |
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| Break off. |
A quick five minute smoke. |
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| But a Cabbbage is only a Cauliflower that never went to University. |
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| Bytheway. (a surname) |
The conversation would start, bytheway byetheway |
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| C. |
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| Chuck us a goffer. |
A Coke. |
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| Constantly on my mind and never doubted once. |
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| Crack on Royal. |
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| Currency in any country. |
Ickies. |
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| D. |
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| Days to do are getting few. |
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| Dip in. |
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| Dip out. |
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| Dim as a Toc H lamp. |
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| Dont hesitate, ventilate. |
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| Dont eat yellow snow. |
Its Pee. |
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| Down and patch out. |
After a loud fart. |
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| F. |
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| F@cking Shave Off. |
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| Ferkin Shave off. |
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| G. |
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| Grab a Ganny Night. |
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| Gangway for a Navel Officer. |
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| Gangway or I carve one. |
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| Get it down you, it'll do you good. |
On a run ashore. |
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| Get it up, it'll do you good. |
In the heads. |
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| Going a shore to trap a draggon. |
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| Goog old Fred F@ck Fred , two's up on Fred. |
After a film when the credits role. |
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| Got any maskers, had a blow out on my flip flops. |
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| Green rub. |
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| H. |
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| Hard as a soap noddy |
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| Hands off cocks, on socks. |
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| Hands off joy sticks, stop flying. |
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| Hang Fire |
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| He's as smooth as a rutting warthogs knacker bag. |
Somebody who thinks he is good at anything.Thinks he can pick up anything female. |
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| He's got two brain cells, one's dead and the other ones keeps his eyes open. |
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| Hold these two sheep while I count them. |
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| How are you this morning Sgt Major. |
Oh up and down like a Wren's Knickers Sir. |
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| Hurry up and wait. |
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| I. |
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| I'd give it one, given the chance. |
? |
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| I'd give it two. |
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| It it ain't raining, it ain't training. |
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| If brains were dynamite you wouldn't have enough to blow your nose. |
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| If I'm awake, ever ybugger is awake. |
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| If that is Chicken Supreme I'd hate to try the Chicken Average.!!!! |
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| If you dont have a fags just go through the motions. |
After a break off, or a quick five minute smoke. |
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| If your IQ was 10m more you could be a cabbage. |
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| I goffered him. |
Punched. |
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| I hope your bollocks turn to OXO cubes and all your kids are beef. |
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| I'll break your bloody arm off and beat you to death with the soggy end. |
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| I'll raise you. |
After a fart. |
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| It's black as arseholes. |
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| Its no good being up to your ass in a lake full of Alligators. |
Your first intention was to drain the lake. |
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| Its a rifle not a gun. |
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| I think I've just given birth. |
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| It seemed such a good idea in the pub. |
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| I was on the main gate, while you were still on Cow and Gate. |
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| J. |
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| Join the Navy to see the world, Join the Marines to clean it. |
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| Kensita Ciggy Couponds. |
NATO money. |
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| O. |
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| Officers Mess Commander speaking. |
After a long fart, or belch. |
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| On your heads bounce. |
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| On your ferkin head. |
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| Oye Wake up. |
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| L. |
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| Like a flock of starlings. |
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| LHSM. |
It has rubbed off on her. |
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| Log off now and again. |
Fool people into thinking you have a social life. |
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| M. |
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| Marine Parker right hand marker. Marines Tucker the other f-cker. |
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| Me photies |
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| Mirror miror on the wall, whose the fairest of them all. |
You are Signals, without a doubt. Thank you mirror, Roger and out. |
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| Morning men, starboard ten, round the world and back again. |
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| Morning Sergeant, hows your privates. |
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| Mushroom men. |
Fed on shit and kept in the dark. |
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| Muppet |
Most Useless Person Pusser Ever Trained. |
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| N. |
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| NAAFI |
No Interest and f-ck all interest. |
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| Never ask a man in the desert with a shovel where he is going. |
To the toilet. |
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| P. |
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| Phew, had to lower that one by hand. |
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| Proper, Prior, Planning, Prevents, Piss, Poor, Performance. |
The Seven P's. |
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| Pyjamas |
Brown Hatters overalls. |
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| R. |
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| Rabbits. |
Souvenirs in any country. |
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| Right we're now semi-tactical. |
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| Ring feels like a Manchester United Rosette. |
After a night on the Curry. |
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| ROMFT |
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| Royal has been carring Jack ever since Nelson was shot |
It was a Royal Marine Sgt who carried Nelson below. |
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| Royal Marines are strong and tough, cos they eat their wheaty puff. |
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| Royal Marines, tall as Guards men, twice as smart. |
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| S. |
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| Saddle up. |
Get ready to leave. |
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| She bangs like a shit house door. |
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| She's got an ass like a bombay beggar. |
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| She's got an asse like the artic. |
A great expance of waste. |
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| Ships company off caps, Royal Marines Pith Off. |
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| Shitnit. |
Corporals known as. |
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| Somebody throwing something over the side of a ship. What the bloody hell are you doing lad. |
Saluting Admirral Brown Sir. |
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| Speak up Brown your through. |
After a loud fart. |
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| Stand by to stand by. |
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| String vest. |
Brown hatters scrambling net. |
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| T. |
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| That stinks like a Burmese bum bandits bait box. |
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| The Gplden Eagle shits today. |
Get paid. |
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| Theres a Landrover in an Andandover over Dover over. |
Signals talk. |
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| There is no such thing as a vegetarian in the arctic. |
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| There's nothing wrong with the food lad, 10,000 flies cant be wrong. |
In the Dinning Hall. |
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| This room is like a Scran bag. |
Its untidy. |
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| The twelfth man. |
Had brains to avoid or wrangle his way out of what ever he didn't fancy doing. |
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| To look back at the past. Not to look back. |
To be blind in one eye. To be blind in both eyes. |
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| Twice the brains you'd be a halfwit. |
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| Two - Six heave |
A group picking up some thing heavy. |
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| Two's up |
The next to have use of it. what ever it is. |
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| W. |
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| Wait for thr next goffer. |
Wave. |
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| Watch my tracer. |
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| Where is Marine ? |
Hes in the chain locker playing golf on the links. |
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| Well chew my left knacker. |
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| What do you mean two cans a day. |
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| When disribing a not to attractive lady and the possibility of!! |
You'd be better having a w*nk and putting a fiver in your POSB account. |
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| Who's coat is that Jacket |
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| Who dropped one. |
A fart. |
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| Who gives a flying f-ck |
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| Where are my bukkeners |
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| Where the Army goes the pong goes. |
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| Wheres Marine Smith. |
Went for a shit and a snipper got him. |
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| Y. |
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| You cant crack me I'm a rubber Duck. |
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| You cant fart against thunder. |
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| You look like a dogs Breakfast. |
Somebody looking rough. |
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| You'll be a bloody Corpse if you call me Corps. again. |
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| You Three, March in Two's. |
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| You young sir are depriving some village of its idiot. |
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| Your a bloody idiot SIR. |
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| Your got the brains of a rocking horse. |
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