Going Commando.....

UNITED WE CONQUER!!! Thats what is engraved on the commando memorial, Scotland.
A profound thought......
Now the lonely traveller is going to tell you a small story. A story about the commandos who were actually trained to fight the Second World War... The commandos who lost their lives in the war...The commandos in whose memory this memorial stands.
The men whom we are talking about were all highly skilled men.Only the best among the lot were trained at a nearly field...A field that was knows as the "Commando Range".
This is where our story begins.
Our heroes were all strong men. What they had to learn now was the usage of arms, the highly sophisticated weapons... Here lies the problem.... Believe it or not, they were trained with live ammo. Getting shot in a playground isn't a pretty way to die!!!
Yes, they wore armours...but, will it save them from the bullets? Yes, it might shrug off a couple of them...What about cannon balls? Hell No!!! The explosion would shred them to pieces.
Now you may think that my story isn't going anywhere?
But, the fact is that if anyone of us were there on the playground and a cannon ball falls within a 5-10 metre range, we would pee in our pants...
Well, thats exactly what they did. However strong they may be, death scares 'em all.

Now if you have ever tried peeing in your pants, you will know that it becomes sticky and really uncomfortable...So the best option is to take them off.

And that is what even our brave heroes did! They trained without their undies.

And so in the beloved memory of these brave warriors, the people have concocted this phrase : "Going Commando", which means not wearing any underpants.

So, what is the moral of the story?
a> World War 2 was fought by naked men!
b> Not wearing your undies makes you more comfortable
c> Listening to my stories is a waste of time.

I guess that you have by now understood whats going on here...and that you would have called me a a$$H0l£ a 1000 times!!!!

Until my next travel account, Ciao.