Marine

[Jetwrench]

On an Airplane Flight


Two Arabs boarded a flight out of London. One took a
> window seat and the
> other sat next to him in the middle seat.
>
> Just before takeoff, a Marine sat down in the aisle
> seat.
>
> After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes off,
> wiggled his toes and was
> settling in when the Arab in the window seat said,
> "I need to get up and get
> a Coke."
>
> "Don't get up," said the Marine, "I'm in the aisle
> seat, I'll get it for
> you."
>
> As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the
> Marines shoe and spat in
> it.
>
> When the Marine returned with the Coke, the other
> Arab said, "That looks
> good, I'd really like one, too."
>
> Again, the Marine obligingly went to fetch it.
>
> While he was gone the other Arab picked up the
> Marines other shoe and spat
> in it.
>
> When the Marine returned, they all sat back and
> enjoyed the flight. As the
> plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into
> his shoes and knew
> immediately what had happened.
>
> "Why does it have to be this way?" he asked. "How
> long must this go on?
> This fighting between our nations? This hatred? This
> animosity?
>
> This spitting in shoes. . . and pissing in Cokes?"
>
> THE MARINES WILL ALWAYS WIN

Jetwrench

[NVcurmudgeon]

As all true Navy stories must start, this is no s*** One night a junior officer, while standing watch as Officer of the Deck, sent the "off" lookout to the Stewards' sleeping compartment. The lookout, as ordered, woke the junior Steward and said that Mr. X needed a glass of milk brought to him on the bridge. The steward, incensed with being awakened when the officer could have sent the lookout after the milk, complied with the order. The next morning the steward told every enlisted man who would listen, "Oh I took Mr X his milk all right, but I stuck my mother's hope of grandchildren in it first."