lologrande wrote:What is Helen Keller's favorite color?
-Corduroy
Dude, I almost fell out of my chair laughing at that one! Out of context as it may be, this is the only joke I know.
So there is a battalion of marines walking through a valley on a training mission. A paratrooper pops his head over the ridge line, looks for the commander, and flips him off. The Colonel, not at all amused, sends a squad of Marines up the mountain to kick that Paratroopers ass. He hears thrashing and kicking and screaming for a couple seconds only to see the same Paratrooper pop his head over the ridge and flip him off again. The Colonel is pretty heated now and sends an entire company. More thrashing, more screaming, then dead silence. The Paratroop pops his head over the ridgeline and smiles at the Colonel...then flips him off yet again. The Colonel is furious at this point. He orders the rest of his battalion up the ridge to take care of that good for nothing paratroop at all costs. Kicking and thrashing and blood churning screams fill the valley. The colonel sees nothing but voulchers circling a giant cloud of dust. As the dust settles the Colonel sees one broken and tattered and bloody marine crawling back down the mountain. As he approached his badly wounded Marine, the Marine said, "Sir! Sir, it's a trick! There are two of them!"