Whiz-Bang In The Latrine

He was a nasty piece of good we didn't like him and he was a temporary CEO of our company for a while. We were running short of officers and they dragged him up and he was acting company commander and he come in, he was wearing a (inaudible) back there, he was wearing the tartan britches, riding boots because he was entitled to a horse back then and a sand brown belt, everything glistening. We have what we called saps, we made a sap there in back of a trench, any trench, you dig through a nice square place then you put a biscuit can, a metal biscuit can, it was about so big. And that’s... you got a latrine. Well, he had headed for that. On Gerry's air photos, a lot of those little places looked like a machine gun post and so we had a 77 millimeter whiz bang. We used to, it was caused, you'd hear a whiz bang and he could pitch it over the edge of the powered pack and it would hit into the (inaudible) doors and explode. Well Stud was using the little banjo, back in the back and we heard, “ whiz bang, whiz bang!” And Stud come out. One had landed right dead smack into the bucket. We couldn't go near that guy!