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Military Joke
During a lecture to a Combined Services Staff Officers' course an instructor posed the question: "What would you do if you found a scorpion in your tent?"
A RN officer said he would stamp on it; an Army officer said he would hit it with his boot. An SAS officer said: "I'd catch it, break off the stinger and eat the rest." The RAF officer said: "I'd call room service and find out why there was a tent in my room."
A RN officer said he would stamp on it; an Army officer said he would hit it with his boot. An SAS officer said: "I'd catch it, break off the stinger and eat the rest." The RAF officer said: "I'd call room service and find out why there was a tent in my room."
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Must be a long standing Forces thing - I'm (re)reading Alistair McLean's "Guns of Navarone", and this crops up in Chapter 2:
"Coffee, sir?". The young air-gunner was still
standing patiently by his side, the
inverted lid of an ammunition box serving
88 a tray for the cups he was carrying.
"Sorry, boy, sorry.- Mallory struggled
upright in his seat, reached up for a cup of
the steaming liquid, sniffed tt
appreciatively. «Thank you. You know, this
smells just like real coffee.*
•It is, sir.- The young gunner smiled
proudly. «We have a percolator in the
galley.*
«He has a percolator in the galley.*
Mallory shook his head in disbelief. «Ye
gods, the rigours of war in the Royal Air
Force!» He leaned back, sipped the coffee
luxuriously and sighed in contentment.
"Coffee, sir?". The young air-gunner was still
standing patiently by his side, the
inverted lid of an ammunition box serving
88 a tray for the cups he was carrying.
"Sorry, boy, sorry.- Mallory struggled
upright in his seat, reached up for a cup of
the steaming liquid, sniffed tt
appreciatively. «Thank you. You know, this
smells just like real coffee.*
•It is, sir.- The young gunner smiled
proudly. «We have a percolator in the
galley.*
«He has a percolator in the galley.*
Mallory shook his head in disbelief. «Ye
gods, the rigours of war in the Royal Air
Force!» He leaned back, sipped the coffee
luxuriously and sighed in contentment.