Yep, ayear or two later the poor bugger lost an eye from that same style prank but
. Used to laugh at how you lot tried to get up us by calling it the donkey when we hated the thing anyway. Mean vicious little swine that would bite and kick you the moment you turned your back on it.
I remember an interbattalion rugby final where at the end the 2 battalions were about 1 heartbeat from all out war. About 10 incredibly scared looking mp,s in between 2000 hyped up troops on either side of the field. Your co had marched your lot through our company parade ground and prosser turned the sprinklers on. Eeeeeeehawww eeehaw