When I was in the Air Force, I went out drinking all night at Rota Air Base in Spain and got pretty soused. On our way back to our rooms at 5 am, we noticed the local Spanish guards drilling (marching practice).
Well we decided we would join them so we jumped into the back of the group and started marching around with them. The guards kept looking back at us but were to afraid to say anything so they didn't, they just kept going wondering who we were and why we were there.
It all ended when the leader (sgt. or whatever) saw us, pulled us aside and beat the holy hell out of us. He later had to apologize when he found out we were not just some local kids.
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