An amusing (for the onlookers) waddle between two arbitrary points while bent over with your pants around your ankles and a lit rolled up piece of newspaper wedged up your arse.
Commonly performed by both the military and
football clubs, it's an experience that both onlookers and participants
will never forget.
Here's how it goes....
You light a rolled up tube of newspaper and stick it between your buttocks while bent over with your pants around your ankles. Then you have to shuffle from the start
line to the finish line without dropping the "Torch".
If you
drop the torch you're up shit creek and
will suffer a penalty ranging from having to start over to getting doused with beer before having to start over again.
Typically it's like a right of baptism that everyone in a team or group
will participate in to both gain acceptance and strengthen ties by the age
old addage of shared absurdity....
Or was it adversity....
Fucked if I know, pass me another beer and light my torch,
will ya?!?
Saw the new 23rd regiment going the "Dance of the Flaming Arseholes" last night at the local.... Some of them were a
bit slow, there's a few
boys who won't need to wax this week if you
get my meaning!!