Not me Sarge!
A drill sergeant had just chewed out one of his cadets, and as he was
walking away, he turned to the cadet and said, “I guess when I die
you’ll come and dance on my grave.”
The cadet replied, “Not me, Sarge…no sir!
I promised myself that when I got out of the Army I’d never stand in
another line!”


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