Morning folks - have another joke
A captain in the Frech Foreign Legion is posted to a new outpost.

He's being shown round the barracks and is satisfied that everything is in order. However, he expresses curiosity as to how the men satisy their normal, base urges.

"Well", the Sergeant explains, "We have the camel".

Leading him round the side, the sergeant shows him the mangiest, smelliest, moth-eaten camel the captain has ever seen.

"That's disgusting!" thinks the Captain, "I shall just have to be the very model of self-restraint, and an example to all my men".

However, after six months of frustration, he finally caves in.
"Bring me a stool!" he demands. Having been presented with said implement he positions it behind the camel, drops his britches, and goes at it hammer and tongs til he deposits his silky load inside the bemused dromedary.

"There", he pants, wiping sweat from his brow, "Is that how the other men do it?"

"Actually", said the Sergeant, "They would normally just ride it to the brother in the nearest town".


I thank you.
( Boss Keloid Got your mother's maiden name tattooed on my arm, Wed 1 Oct 2008, 8:57, Reply)