Defending the nation, one tea towel at a time

I bought perfectly new kitchen towels from the Army shop for only five kronor a piece. In descending order, they read armed forces, defense forces, and the marine corps. They remind me of adventure on the high seas. I'll use them and pretend to be a stowaway hauled from her hidey-hole by an angry cook and forced to peel potatoes under threat of the cat'o'nine tails.