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There's an Air Force guy driving from McChord to Ft Lewis, and an Army guy driving from Ft Lewis to McChord. In the middle of the night with no other cars on the road they hit each other head on and both cars go flying off in different directions.

The Air Force guy manages to climb out of his car and surveys the damage. He looks at his twisted car and says,....."Man, I am really lucky to be alive!"

Likewise the Army guy scrambles out of his car and looks at his wreckage. He too says to himself, ..... "I can't believe I survived this wreck!"

The Army guy walks over to the Air Force guy and says,...... "Hey man, I think this is a sign from God that we should put away our petty differences and live as friends instead of archrivals"

The Air Force guy thinks for a moment and says, ...... "You know, you're absolutely right! We should be friends. Now I'm gonna see what else survived this wreck"

So the Air Force guy pops open his trunk and finds a full, unopened bottle of Jack Daniels.

He says to the Army guy, "I think this is another sign from God that we should toast to our new found understanding and friendship"

The Army guy replies, "You're damn right!" and he grabs the bottle and starts sucking down Jack Daniels. After putting away nearly half the bottle the Army guy hands it back to the Air Force guy and says, "Your turn!"

The Air Force guy twists the cap back on the bottle and says, "Nahh, I think I'll wait for the cops to show up."


May, 2011

Two widows, are talking at the Bowling Alley.

Martha says, "That nice George Johnson asked me out for a date.

I know you went out with him last week and I wanted to talk with you about him before I give him my answer."

Edna: "Well, I'll tell you. He shows up at my apartment punctually at 7 P.M. Dressed up like such a gentleman in a fine suit. And he brings me such beautiful flowers! Then he takes me downstairs and what's there but a beautiful car. . . a limousine, uniformed chauffeur and all.

Then he takes me out for dinner. . .marvelous dinner - lobster. Then we go see a show. Let me tell you, Martha, I enjoyed it so much I could have just died from pleasure!

So then we are coming back to my apartment and he turns into an ANIMAL!!! Completely crazy. He tears off my expensive new dress and has his way with me two times! He's a retired Marine!"

Martha: "Goodness gracious! . . so you are telling me I shouldn't go out with him?

Edna: "No . . . I'm just saying, wear an old dress."


April, 2011

Shore Duty...

An old Sailor and an old Marine were sitting at the VFW arguing about who'd had the tougher career.

"I did 30 years in the Corps," the Marine declared proudly, "and fought in three of my country's wars.  Fresh out of boot camp, I hit the beach at Okinawa, clawed my way up the blood-soaked sand, and eventually took out an entire enemy machine gun nest with a single grenade.  As a sergeant, I fought in Korea alongside General MacArthur.  We pushed back the enemy inch by bloody inch, all the way up to the Chinese border, always under a barrage of artillery and small arms fire.  Finally, as a Gunny Sergeant, I did three consecutive combat tours in Vietnam.  We humped through the mud and razor grass for 14 hours a day, plagued by rain and mosquitoes, ducking under sniper fire all day, and mortar fire all night.  In a firefight, we'd fire until our arms ached and our guns were empty, then we'd charge the enemy with bayonets!"

"Ah," said the Sailor with a dismissive wave of his hand, "lucky  bastard!  All shore duty, huh?"


March 2011

 Okay, an F-15 pilot was flying over a sparsely populated town. All of a sudden, it the wing is hit by a small crop duster. One drop tank is loose, and the pilot decides to turn back. He tries to turn but can't. The drop tank is leaking and he doesn't want to spill it over the town. He decides to drop his chaff and his spare parachute pack to lighten the craft. Before ejecting, the drop tank falls off, and he curses before being launched out. He reaches the ground and spies 3 boys standing on the street.

The first one was crying. The pilot asked, "What's wrong?" The little boy says, "I was playing outside when a big heavy thing falls out of the sky and landed on my bike." The pilot looks over and realizes the chaff hit the bike, pulverizing it. He says, "Sorry son, here's $100."

He goes over to the other boy and says, "What's wrong?" The boy replies with a pained gasp, "A big backpack flew out of the sky and hit me on the head..." The pilot looks around nervously, and says, "Sorry son, here's a cell phone. Call 911."

He walks over to the other boy. This boy is grinning ear-to-ear. "What're you so happy about son?" The boy replies, "Well, I farted and the house blew up!"

New Years 2011

Marching Month

A drill sergeant who was known as a marching-drill enthusiast was given as a New-Year present a calendar where every month was labeled March.


June/July 2010

St Peter is standing at Heaven's gate when a man walks up. "Welcome to heaven my son. What did you do with your life?"  "I was a policeman," he responded.  "What kind of policeman?" St Peter asked.  "I was a vice officer. I kept dangerous narcotics out of the hands of kids."  "Wonderful my son, welcome to heaven. Pass through the gates."

A few moments later a second man walks up. "Welcome to heaven my son. What did you do with your life?"  "I was a policeman," he responded.  "What kind of policeman?" St Peter asked.  "I was a traffic officer. I kept the roads and highways safe for travelers."  "Well done. Pass through the gates into paradise."

A few moments later a third man walks up. "Welcome to heaven my son. What did you do with your life?"  "I was a policeman," he responded.  "What kind of policeman?" St Peter asked.  "I was in the Air Force, Sir. I was an air Force Security Policeman."  "Excellent my son... I've gotta take a pee, watch the gate, will ya?"

May, 2010

On patrol, the Officer of the Deck asked the starboard lookout what he would do if a man fell overboard.

            "I would shout 'Man overboard'." the sailor replied.

The OD then asked what he would do if an officer fell overboard.

            The sailor paused and thought, then said, "Which one Sir?"


April 2010                                
                                                    PILOTS!
An F-111 was flying escort with a B-52 and generally making a nuisance of himself by flying rolls around the lumbering old bomber.  The message for the B-52 crew was, "Anything you can do, I can do better."
Not to be outdone, the bomber pilot announced that he would rise to the challenge. The B-52 continued its flight, straight and level, however. 
Perplexed, the fighter pilot asked, "So? What did you do?"
"We just shut down two engines."

February 2010

An explosion last week killed a wild-living navy boilerman and he found himself in hell. Being used to stoking fires and extremely hot temperatures, he found hell actually quite comfortable. When Satan went to check out the new arrival, he found him sitting in his room smiling. "You like this?", Satan asked.

"Yes, sir", said the sailor, "this feels like a spring day to me." Not wanting the new guy to be too comfortable, Satan turned up the heat a bit. When he went back the next day to see how his new arrival was doing, the sailor was still happy; he hadn`t even broken a sweat. "I like this kind of weather", he told Satan.

 

For the next few days in a row, Satan again turned up the heat, but each day the Sailor looked as comfortable as ever. By last Sunday, Satan decided to try something different. Rather than turn up the heat even more, he turned it off. Icicles formed in the sailor`s room! When he checked on the guy, the room was icy and he was shivering, but he had a grin from ear to ear, bigger than ever. Satan was exasperated! "Why are YOU so happy?" he demanded from the sailor. "It`s FREEZING in here!"

"Well, I`m from New Orleans," said the sailor. "and evidently the Saints just won the Super Bowl!"


January 2010

It was early morning at the military base, and the first sergeant was calling out names for the daily work parties listed on a piece of paper: "Ames" "Here!" "Jenson" "Here!" "Jones" "Here!" "Magersky" "Here!" "Seeback" No answer.

"Seeback!" No answer was heard again.

"SEEBACK!!!" The troops remained totally silent.

At that point, someone whispered into the first sergeant's ear. He looked again at what the last name really said, quickly turned over the list and continued calling the names printed on the other side.


Marine Brain Surgery

This Marine, all messed up from the Gulf, went to the hospital to get checked. Because of the war, his brain was all scewed up, and all he could say was the words to the Marines hymn.

 

So the doctor asked his name, he replied, "From the halls of montezuma..."

 

The doctor decided to remove part of his brain, thinking that would cure it. When the doctor did this, the Marine still said "From the halls of montezuma..."

 

The doctor figured he did not remove enough of the brain. So after removing some more, the marine still only said those words.

 

The doctor, now getting frustrated, decided to take the rest of the brain out. Now the Marine, with no brain, stood up and started singing, "Be all that you can be..."

 


PAYDAY

     A Marine Gunnery Sergeant and a Navy Master Chief, long time acquaintances, did their usual Friday-after-payday thing and went to the local pub. After several hours of drinking suds, and both well beyond bed-time, the arguments grew more “intense”.  The sailor invited the Marine outside. Several moments of loud fighting ensured.
     In comes the Gunny, dragging the Sailor and plops his head upon the bar, ordering the bartender to “give my sailor pal a drink here”. The sailor comes to and asks, what HAPPENED to me? To which Gunny replied, ‘Karate, black belt, 1966″
     The next month, the scene repeats itself.  The Gunny drags the sailor back into the bar, whereupon recovering the sailor asks the same question. To which the Gunny now replies, “Judo, Black Belt, 1968″
     Another month passed. The scene is repeated except this time it is the sailor who drags the Gunny back in. Upon recovering, the Gunny asks “what the hell happened here???” 

     To which the sailor replies, “Tire Iron, Chevrolet, 1957″


The Gunny

A young Marine officer was in a serious car accident, but the only visible permanent injury was to both of his ears, which were amputated. Since he wasn't physically impaired he remained in the Marines rising to the rank of General. He was, however, very sensitive about his appearance.

One day the General was interviewing three Marines for his personal aide. The first was an aviator, and it was a great interview. At the end of the interview the General asked, "Do you notice anything different about me?"

The officer answered," why yes, sir. I couldn't help but notice you have no ears." The general got very angry at the lack of tact and threw him out.

The second interview was with a female Lieutenant, and she was even better. The General asked her the same question, "Do you notice anything different about me?"

She replied, "Well, sir, you have no ears." The General threw her out also. The third interview was with a Marine Gunny. He was articulate, looked extremely sharp,  and knew more than the two officers combined (surprise).

The General wanted this guy, and went ahead with the same question, "Do you notice anything different about me?"

To his surprise the Gunny said, "Yes sir; you wear contacts lenses."

The General was very impressed and thought, what an incredibly observant Gunny, and he didn't mention my ears. "And how do you know that I wear contacts?" The General asked.

The sharp-witted Gunny replied, "Well, sir, it's pretty hard to wear glasses with no freaking ears."

GI Insurance

Airman Jones was assigned to the induction center, where he advised new recruits about their government benefits, especially their GI insurance. It wasn't long before Captain Smith noticed that Airman Jones had almost a 100% record for insurance sales, which had never happened before. Rather than ask about this, the Captain stood in the back of the room and listened to Jones's sales pitch. Jones explained the basics of the GI Insurance to the new recruits, and then said: "If you have GI Insurance and go into battle and are killed, the government has to pay $200,000 to your beneficiaries. If you don't have GI insurance, and you go into battle and get killed, the government only has to pay a maximum of $6000." "Now," he concluded, "which bunch do you think they are going to send into battle first?"


Kids………

The Fourth of July weekend was coming up, and the nursery school teacher took the opportunity to tell her class about patriotism. "We live in a great country," she said. "One of the things we should be happy is that, in this country, we are all free." One little boy came walking up to her from the back of the room. He stood with his hands on his hips and said. . . .
"I'm not free. I'm four." 


Military Cleanliness
5/3/09

A newly appointed 2LT and a senior NCO are in the restroom taking a pee. Both get done at the same time. The 2nd LT stops at the sink to wash his hands while the Senior NCO heads to the door. The 2nd LT is quite upset and says, "Excuse me Sergeant, but in ROTC they taught me to wash your hands after using the bathroom." The Senior NCO replies, "You are correct sir but at the NCO Academy we were taught how to not pee on our hands."


God is Real
posted 4/1/09

A college professor, an avowed atheist and active in the ACLU, was teaching his class. He shocked several of his students when he flatly stated that for once and for all he was going to prove there was no God. Addressing the ceiling he shouted:

"GOD, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform.
I'll give you exactly 15 minutes!"

The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop.

Ten minutes went by. "I'm waiting God, if you're real, knock me off this platform!" Again after a few more minutes, the professor taunted God saying, "Here I am, God! I'm still waiting!"

His count down got down to the last couple of minutes when a NAVY SEAL, just released from the Navy after serving in Afghanistan and Iraq and newly registered in the class, walked up to the Professor. The SEAL hit him full force in the face, and sent the Professor tumbling from his lofty platform. The Professor was out cold.

The students were stunned and shocked. They began to babble in confusion. The SEAL nonchalantly took his seat in the front row and sat silent. The class looked at him and fell silent ..... waiting.

Eventually, the professor came to and was noticeably shaken. He looked at the SEAL in the front row. When the professor regained his senses and could speak he asked: "What the heck is the matter with you? Why did you do that?"

"God was really busy protecting America's soldiers, who are protecting your right to say stupid things and act like an idiot. So He sent me."

Some favorite Military Oxymorons
Posted 3/3/09

assistant supervisor
new tradition
original copy
plastic glass
uninvited guest
highly depressed
live recording
authentic reproduction
partial cease-fire
limited lifetime guarantee
elevated subway
dry lake
true replica
forward lateral
standard options
mandatory volunteer
mutual differences
nondairy creamer
open secret
resident alien
silent alarm
sports sedan
wireless cable
mercy killing
lethal assistance (Contra aid)
business ethics
friendly fire
genuine veneer
full-time day care
death benefits
holy war

The Navy Invented Sex

Posted 1-30-09

A Marine and a sailor were sitting in a bar one day arguing over which was the superior service.

After a swig of beer the Marine says, 'Well, we had Iwo Jima.'

Arching his eyebrows, the sailor replies, 'We had the Battle of Midway.

'Not entirely true', responded the Marine. 'Some of those pilots were Marines, in fact, Henderson Field on Guadalcanal was named after a Marine pilot killed at the Battle of Midway.'

The sailor responds, 'Point taken.'

The Marine then says, 'We Marines were born at Tunn Tavern!'

The sailor, nodding agreement, says, 'But we had John Paul Jones.'

The argument continued until the sailor comes up with what he thinks will end the discussion. With a flourish of finality he says...... 'The Navy invented sex!'

The Marine replies, 'That is true, but it was the Marines who introduced it to women.'


Actual Phrases from Officer Efficiency Reports

Posted 01/04/08

    
"Got into the gene pool while the lifeguard wasn't watching." 

     "Got a full 6-pack, but lacks the plastic thingy to hold it all together." 

    
"A gross ignoramus---144 times worse than an ordinary ignoramus." 

    
"Has a photographic memory but the lens cover is glued on." 

    
"Donated his brain to science before he was done using it." 

    
"Fell out of the family tree." 

    
"Gates are down, the lights are flashing, but the train ain’t coming." 

    
"If you give him a penny for his thoughts, you'd get change." 

    
"Most people drank from the fountain of knowledge but he only gargled." 

     "Takes him an hour and a half to watch 60 minutes." 

    
"Was left on the Tilt-A-Whirl a bit too long as a baby."


    
"Wheel is turning, but the hamster is dead."


Pilot jokes
Posted 11/30/08

What is the ideal cockpit crew?
A pilot and a dog. The pilot is there to feed the dog, and the dog is there to bite the pilot in case he tries to touch anything.

How many pilots does it take to change a lightbulb?
Just one. He holds the bulb, and the world revolves around him.

How do you know if there is an pilot at your party?
He'll tell you.

What's the difference between God and pilots?
God doesn't think he's a pilot....

What is the difference between an pilot and a pig?
The pig doesn't turn into an aviator when it's drunk.

What do pilots use for birth control?
Their personality.

What is the difference between an pilot and a jet engine?
A jet engine stops whining when it pulls up to the gate.

The difference between the Boy Scouts and the U.S. Air Force?
The boy Scouts have adult supervision.

Choice Of Punishment 
Posted 11/16/08
Corporal Smith was brought up before the unit CO for Article 15 punishment.

"You can take your choice, corporal - one month's restriction or twenty day's pay," said the officer.

"All right, sir," said the bright soldier, "I'll take the money."

The value of an Officer VS a NCO

Post 10/26/08
A 2LT was walking home from work one day, when he noticed a little boy sitting on the sidewalk.  
The little boy was playing with a pile of shit.  Curious, the 2LT walked over to the little boy and asked him "Why are you playing with a pile of shit?" The little boy replied "I'm building an NCO".  The 2LT, amused by this, ran back to the company to get his captain.  Upon returning to the little boy, who was still playing with the pile of shit, the Captain asked "Son, what are you doing?" The little boy looked up at him and said " I'm building an NCO". The captain being equally amused insisted that they return and get the 1SG.  When the three returned the little boy, still playing with his pile of shit, was asked by the 1SG "Son, what are you doing?" The little boy again replied "I'm building and NCO". "Why are you building an NCO?" asked the 1SG.  The little boy paused and responded "Because I don't have enough shit to build an officer"


The U.S. Navy answers the question: "Why did the chicken cross the road?"
Posted 10-12-09

Naval Education and Training Command (NAVEDTRA): The purpose is to familiarize the chicken with road-crossing procedures. Road-crossing should be performed only between the hours of sunset and sunrise. Solo chickens must have at least three miles of visibility and a safety observer.

Bureau of Naval Personnel (BUPERS): Due to the needs of the Navy, chicken was involuntarily reassigned to the other side of the road. This will be 3-year unaccompanied tour and we promise to give the chicken a good-deal assignment afterwards. Every chicken will be required to do one road-crossing during its career, and this will not affect its opportunities for future promotion.

Naval Air Warfare Center (NAWC): This event will need confirmation; we need to repeat it using varied chicken breeds, road types, and weather conditions to confirm whether it can actually happen within the parameters specified for chickens and the remote possibility that they might cross thruways designated by some as "roads."

Commander-in-Chief, U.S. Naval Forces, Europe (CINCUSNAVEUR): The purpose is not important. What is important is that the chicken remained under the OPCON of COMSIXTHFLEET and did not CHOP to the theater on the other side of the road. Without Chopping, the chicken was able to achieve a seamless road-crossing with near perfect, real-time in-transit visibility.

Naval Intelligence: What chicken?

Naval Air Systems Command (NAVAIRSYSCOM): The chicken was instructed to hold short of the road. This road incursion incident was reported in a Hazardous Chicken Road-Crossing Report (HCRCR). Please re-emphasize that chickens are required to read back all hold short instructions.

Space and Naval Warfare Systems Command (SPAWARSYSCOM): The "stovepipe" chickens of today will be replaced with a multi-function, supported, affordable, integrated and interoperable world-class chicken to warriors and supporting elements, enabling them to dominate the roads of today and tomorrow, as we move "Forward...From the Sea." Comptroller holds and corporate taxes, however, will require delay fielding for two years, unless Congressional plus-ups are approved.

NAVSEASYSCOM's Chicken Systems Program Office (PMS400CSPO): In a partnering relationship with the client, helped the chicken by rethinking its physical distribution strategy and implementation processes. The CSPO helped the chicken change to continue meeting its mission. However, the actual crossing of the road has not occurred due to the number of action items still open from the meeting.


Wild Kid

Posted 9/28/08

     As a crowded airliner is about to take off, the peace is shattered by a 5-year-old boy who picks that moment to throw a wild temper tantrum. No matter what his frustrated, embarrassed mother does to try to calm him down, the boy continues to scream furiously and kick the seats around him.

     Suddenly, from the rear of the plane, an elderly man in the uniform of an Air Force General is seen slowly walking forward up the aisle. Stopping the flustered mother with an upraised hand, the white-haired, courtly, soft-spoken General leans down and, motioning toward his chest, whispers something into the boy's ear.

     Instantly, the boy calms down, gently takes his mother's hand, and quietly fastens his seat belt. All the other passengers burst into spontaneous applause.
 
     As the General slowly makes his way back to his seat, one of the cabin attendants touches his sleeve. "Excuse me, General," she asks quietly, "but could I ask you what magic words you used on that little boy?"
     The old man smiles serenely and gently confides, "I showed him my pilot's wings, service stars, and battle ribbons, and explained that they entitle me to throw one passenger out the plane door on any flight I choose."

Which Service has the Smartest Enlisted Corps?
Posted 9-21-08
  • Well, in the Coast Guard the officers stay nice and dry on land, while the enlisted head out to sea in all sorts of weather.
  • In the Navy, the officers stand on the bridge and steer the ship into action with the enlisted.
  • In the Army, the officers stand behind the troops and shout, "Attack!"
  • In the Marine Corps, the officers stand in front of the troops and shout, "Attack!"
  • And in the Air Force?  Well,  the officers go off to battle in their pretty flight suits, flying their expesnive toys, while the enlisted head for the club for happy hour.

Rules of dating a Veterans daughter
Posted 8/7/08

Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."

Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car?

Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. On issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.


Officers At Work
Posted 8/17/08

A Lieutenant, a Major, and a Colonel were dining with the General in his quarters one evening.

The conversation turned to sex and the Lieutenant stated that making love to your wife is 10% work and 90% fun.

The Major disagreed and stated that he believed making love to your wife is 40% work and 60% fun.

The Colonel then stated that they were both wrong and that the ratio is 80% work and 20% fun.

They decided to put the matter to a young Sergeant.

"Well, Sir," he began, "I think you are all dead wrong. It must be 100% fun."

"Why do you say that?", asked the General.

"Because," answered the young sergeant, "if it involved any work at all, you'd assign an enlisted person to do it for you."


Uptight Colonel
Posted 8/10/08


A crusty old Marine Corps Colonel found himself at a gala event at a posh hotel, sponsored by a local liberal arts college. There was no shortage of extremely attractive, idealistic young women in attendance. One of them approached the colonel.


"Excuse me sire, but you seem to be a very serious man. Are you this way all the time? Or is there something that's bothering you?"


"No, I'm just serious by nature."


Looking over the colonel's ribbons, the young lady said, "You seem to have seen a lot of action."


"Yes, a lot of action," said the colonel rather curtly.


Finding it hard work trying to start a conversation with the colonel, the young woman said, "You know, you should lighten up a little . . . relax and enjoy yourself."


This didn't seem to move the colonel, who just looked at her very seriously.


Exasperated, the woman said, "You know, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but when was the last time you had sex?"


"1955."


"Well no wonder you're the way you are! You really need to chill out a little and quite taking everything so seriously. I mean, no sex since 1955 is a little extreme!"


"I don't think so, it's only, 2130 now."


 

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