Military Jokes About The Army, And Air Force
I've seen these before but they're still funny :lol:
What is your date of birth?
July fifteenth.
What year?
Every year.
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This myasthenia gravis - does it affect your memory at all?
Yes.
And in what ways does it affect your memory?
I forget.
You forget. Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten?
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All your responses must be оrаl, okay? What school did you go to?
Oral.
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How old is your son - the one living with you.
Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
How long has he lived with you?
Forty-five years.
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What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke that morning?
He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
And why did that upset you?
My name is Susan.
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Sir, what is your IQ?
Well, I can see pretty well, I think.
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Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in the voodoo occult?
We both do.
Voodoo?
We do.
You do?
Yes, voodoo.
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Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?
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The youngest son, the twenty-year old, how old is he?
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Were you present when your picture was taken?
Was it you or your younger brother who was killed in the war?
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Did he кill you?
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How far apart were the vehicles at the time of the collision?
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You were there until the time you left, is that true?
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How many times have you committed suicide?
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So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
Yes.
And what were you doing at that time?
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She had three children, right?
Yes.
How many were boys?
None.
Were there any girls?
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You say the stairs went down to the basement?
Yes.
And these stairs, did they go up also?
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Mr. Slattery, you went on a rather elaborate honeymoon, didn't you?
I went to Europe, sir.
And you took your new wife?
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How was your first marriage terminated?
By death.
And by whose death was it terminated?
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Can you describe the individual?
He was about medium height and had a beard.
Was this a male, or a female?
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Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?
No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
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Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people?
All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
The autopsy started around 8:30 p. M.
And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time?
No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.
December 14, 1972 My dearest darling John:
Who ever in the whole world would dream of getting a real Partridge in a Pear Tree? How can I ever express my pleasure. Thank you a hundred times for thinking of me this way. My love always, Agnes December 15, 1972 Dearest John: Today the postman broughtyour very sweet gift. Just imagine two turtle doves. I'm just delighted atyour very thoughtful gift. They are just adorable. All my love, Agnes December 16, 1972 Dear John: Oh! Aren't you theextravagant one. Now I must protest. I don't deserve such generosity, threeFrench hens. They are just darling but I must insist, you've been too kind. All my love, Agnes December 17, 1972 Dear John: Today the postman deliveredfour calling birds. Now really, they are beautiful, but don't you think enoughis enough. You are being too romantic. Affectionately, Agnes December 18, 1972 Dearest John: What a surprise. Today thepostman delivered five golden rings, one for every finger. You're just impossible,but I love it. Frankly, all those birds squawking were beginning to get on my nerves. All my love, Agnes December 19, 1972 Dear John: When I opened the doortoday there were actually six geese laying on my front steps. So you're back to thebirds again huh? These geese are huge. Where will I ever keep them? Theneighbors are complaining and I can't sleep through the racket. Please stop. Cordially, Agnes December 20, 1972 John: What's with you and thosefreaking birds?? Seven swans a swimming. What kind of dамn joke is this? There's bird роор all over the house and they never stop the racket. I can'tsleep at night and I'm a nervous wreck. It's not funny. So stop those freakingbirds. Sincerely, Agnes December 21, 1972 O.K. Buster: I think I prefer the birds. What the hеll am I going to do with 8 maids a milking? It's not enough withall those birds and 8 maids a milking, but they had to bring their dамn cows. Thereis manure all over the lawn and I can't move in my own house. Just lay off me,sмаrтаss. Agnes December 22, 1972 Hey Shiтhеаd: What are you? Somekind of sаdisт? Now there's nine pipers playing. And Сhrisт do they play. They've never stopped chasing those maids since they got here yesterday morning. The cows are getting upset and they're stepping all over those screeching birds.What am I going to do? The neighbors have started a petition to evict me. You'll get yours! Agnes December 23, 1972 You rotten рriск: Now there's ten ladiesdancing. I don't know why I call those sluтs ladies. They've been balling thosepipers all night long. Now the cows can't sleep and they've got diarrhea. My livingroom is a river of shiт. The Commissioner of Buildings has subpoenaed me to givecause why the building shouldn't be condemned. I'm calling the police on you! Agnes December 24, 1972 Listen Fuскhеаd: What's with those elevenlords a leaping on those maids and ladies? Some of those broads will never walk again.Those pipers ran through the maids and have been committing sоdомy with the cows. Alltwenty-three of the birds are dead. They've been trampled to death in the оrgy. I hope you're satisfied, you rotten vicious swinе. Your sworn enemy, Agnes December 25, 1972 Dear Sir: This is to acknowledge yourlatest gift of twelve fiddlers fiddling which you have seen fit to inflict on our client,Miss Agnes McHolstein. The destruction, of course, was total. Allcorrespondence should come to our attention. If you should attempt to reach MissMcHolstein at Happy Dale Sanitarium, the attendants have been instructed to shoot you on sight. With this letter please find attached a warrant for your arrest. Cordially, Law Offices of Badger, Веndеr andChole
A guy who was in the Air Force had just spent a year unaccompanied in Shemya, Alaska. The first night home, he told his wife he had something to show her.
"I've mastered the art of mind over matter. Just watch this!" And with that he dropped his trousers and shorts and stood before her in his altogether. "Diск, ten-HUT!" And with that, his diск sprang to full еrестiоn. "Diск, at EASE!" And his diск deflated again.
"That was amazing," said his wife. "Can I bring over our neighbor to show her?"
The guy responded that he didn't mind at all, since he was proud of his accomplishment. So his wife brought back a delicious looking woman.
"Diск, ten-HUT!" And his реnis sprang up. "Diск, at EASE!" Nothing. "Diск, at EASE!" Still nothing. "For the last time, Diск -- at EASE!"
Frustratingly enough, nothing happened. Embarrassed, he ran off to the bathroom. Worried, his wife ran after and found that he was vigorously маsтurватing.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm giving this guy a dishonorable discharge!"
Wilson runs a nail factory and decides his business needs a bit of advertising. He has a chat with a friend who works in marketing, and he offers to make a television ad for Wilson's Nails.
"Give me a week," says the friend, "and I'll be back with a tape."
A week goes by and the marketing executive comes to see Wilson. He puts a cassette in the video and presses play. A Roman soldier is busy nailing Jesus to the cross. He turns to face the camera and says with a grin, "Use Wilson's Nails, they'll hold anything."
Wilson goes mad, shouting, "What is the matter with you? They'll never show that on television. Give it another try, but no more Romans crucifying Jesus!"
Another week goes by and the marketing man comes back to see Wilson with another tape. He puts it in the machine and hits play. This time the camera pans out from a Roman standing with his arms folded to show Jesus on the cross. The Roman looks up at him and says, "Wilson's Nails, they'll hold anything."
Wilson is beside himself. "You don't understand. I don't want anything with Jesus on the cross! Now listen, I'll give you one last chance. Come back in a week with an advertisement that I can broadcast."
A week passes and Wilson waits impatiently. The marketing executive arrives and puts on the new video. A nакеd man with long hair, gasping for breath, is running across a field. About a dozen Roman soldiers come over the hill, hot on his trail. One of them turns to the camera and says, "If only we had used Wilson's Nails!"
