Sunday 2 January 2011

116. All-time Favourite Jokes Series. One evening at the Pentagon...

We all send each other jokes by e-mail; there are millions circulating on the internet.  Over the years I have saved the ones I consider to be up there in my pantheon of all-time greats.  There aren’t many, perhaps half a dozen or so (though one of them is a multiple one, as you will see in due course).  So – apologies - you may find yourself nodding as you read, and saying “I know that one”.  The idea of this blog is to hear/see/find fresh material, but because I consider these to be extra special, I’d like them to be here for the record.  They might be true -  I do so hope they are - but I can’t guarantee it.
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A young ensign is working late at the Pentagon one evening.  As he clocks out of his office at about 8 p.m. he sees the Admiral standing by the classified document shredder in the hallway, a piece of paper in his hand.

"Do you know how to work this thing?" the Admiral asks.  "My secretary's gone home and I don't know how to run it."

"Yes, sir," says the young ensign, who turns on the machine, takes the paper from the Admiral, and feeds it in.

"Thanks," says the Admiral, "I just need one copy..."

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