Smuggle the hash, that was our game aboard USS CoCC (SSN 705). It was my first underway, and I was cranking, it was about 0400 and I had to go aft for some corned beef hash for breakfast.

Now the rules of the game are the crank has to go aft, get the hash and get it to the galley before the nukes can get the label off of it. I was sneaky, and skinny. I went to machinery room, lower level, and climbed up the port side pipng. I got the hash and was easily making the trip back forward when I spied an EM out of the corner of my eye. I was just about there when a senoir MMn came out of nowhere and put his hands on the label, I stripped it and took off back towards shaft alley. I was going over the shaft when I hit my head on an EMBT valve. I was instantly on my back.

When I woke up, the label was gone and I shamefully walked back to the galley catching hell from MS2 Hammerle and the other cranks. After that night, the CO said we couldn't play that game anymore, and I was blamed as responsible party.