jlove429
Jr. Member
The aisle seat .
Two radical Arab terrorists boarded a flight out of London.
One took a window seat and the other sat next to him in the middle seat.
Just before takeoff, a U.S. Marine sat down in the aisle seat.
After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes off, wiggled his toes and was
settling in when the Arab in the window seat said, 'I need to get up and
get a Coke.'
'Don't get up,' said the Marine, 'I'm in the aisle seat, I'll get it for
you.'
As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the Marine's shoe and spat
in it.
When the Marine returned with the Coke, the other Arab said, 'That looks
good, I'd really like one, too.'
Again, the Marine obligingly went to fetch it. While he was gone, the
other Arab picked up the Marine's other shoe and spat in it.
When the Marine returned, they all sat back and enjoyed the flight.
As the plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into his shoes and
knew immediately what had happened.
He leaned over and quietly asked his Arab neighbors:
'Why does it have to be this way? How long must this go on? This fighting
between our nations? This hatred? This animosity?
This spitting in shoes and pissing in Cokes?'
THE FEW. THE PROUD. THE MARINES..
Two radical Arab terrorists boarded a flight out of London.
One took a window seat and the other sat next to him in the middle seat.
Just before takeoff, a U.S. Marine sat down in the aisle seat.
After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes off, wiggled his toes and was
settling in when the Arab in the window seat said, 'I need to get up and
get a Coke.'
'Don't get up,' said the Marine, 'I'm in the aisle seat, I'll get it for
you.'
As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the Marine's shoe and spat
in it.
When the Marine returned with the Coke, the other Arab said, 'That looks
good, I'd really like one, too.'
Again, the Marine obligingly went to fetch it. While he was gone, the
other Arab picked up the Marine's other shoe and spat in it.
When the Marine returned, they all sat back and enjoyed the flight.
As the plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into his shoes and
knew immediately what had happened.
He leaned over and quietly asked his Arab neighbors:
'Why does it have to be this way? How long must this go on? This fighting
between our nations? This hatred? This animosity?
This spitting in shoes and pissing in Cokes?'
THE FEW. THE PROUD. THE MARINES..
