Oh, yes - their expressions were priceless.
All the more gratifying because there were literally streams of blood running down each arm!
When I was Right Guide for my platoon of 73, the game on base for every man was to make
'that WM out front' smile or laugh or lose her stride and be a disgrace to the Corps -
heckling, catcalls, whistles from up close and either side - to which I was absolutely impervious.
Should have won an Oscar for my performances!
Hehehe, here you are LadyX!