Friday, December 7, 2007

Yes Sir, Admiral Sir............

The young ensign glanced at his watch, sighed, turned out his light at about 8 pm after a long, hard day at the Pentagon.
As he is leaving, he sees the Admiral standing by the classified document shredder in the hallway, holding a piece of paper in his hand."Do you know how to work this thing, son?" the Admiral asks. "My secretary's gone home and I'm not sure how to run it."
"Yes, sir," nods 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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