Where's the General's Testicles?
Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2003 4:37 am
Above and beyond the call of duty!
The Pentagon recently decided it had too many generals, so it offered an early retirement bonus. They promised any general who retired immediately his full annual benefits plus $10,000 for every inch measured in a straight line between any two points on the general's body, with the general getting to select any pair of points he wished.
The first general was from the Army. He asked the pension clerk to measure from the top of his head to the tip of his toes. Six feet. He walked out with a check for $720,000.
The second general, from the Air Force, asked the pension clerk to measure from the tip of his up-stretched fingertips to his toes. Eight feet. He walked out with a check for $960,000.
The third general was a grizzled old Marine from Texas. He told the pension clerk, "Son, I want you to measure from the tip of my penis all the way to my testicles."
The pension clerk suggested that perhaps the general might like to reconsider, pointing out the nice checks the previous two generals had received.
The Marine general insisted, "No, sir. You heard right. Go ahead and measure." The clerk said that would be OK, but he'd better get a medical officer to do the measuring.
The medical officer asked the general to drop 'em. He did. The medical officer placed the tape on the tip of the general's penis and began to work back.
"My God!" he said, "where are your testicles?"
"Vietnam," the general replied.
The Pentagon recently decided it had too many generals, so it offered an early retirement bonus. They promised any general who retired immediately his full annual benefits plus $10,000 for every inch measured in a straight line between any two points on the general's body, with the general getting to select any pair of points he wished.
The first general was from the Army. He asked the pension clerk to measure from the top of his head to the tip of his toes. Six feet. He walked out with a check for $720,000.
The second general, from the Air Force, asked the pension clerk to measure from the tip of his up-stretched fingertips to his toes. Eight feet. He walked out with a check for $960,000.
The third general was a grizzled old Marine from Texas. He told the pension clerk, "Son, I want you to measure from the tip of my penis all the way to my testicles."
The pension clerk suggested that perhaps the general might like to reconsider, pointing out the nice checks the previous two generals had received.
The Marine general insisted, "No, sir. You heard right. Go ahead and measure." The clerk said that would be OK, but he'd better get a medical officer to do the measuring.
The medical officer asked the general to drop 'em. He did. The medical officer placed the tape on the tip of the general's penis and began to work back.
"My God!" he said, "where are your testicles?"
"Vietnam," the general replied.