A Gem from M.

That's right. M.'s a jokester. In fact, M. was once upon a time in San Antonio, one of the competitors in the unofficial Bad Joke Olympics of second platoon. This competition was chronicled in an as-of-yet to be published post, which fell by the wayside, somewhere in cyberspace last fall. However, in preparation for sharing with you the Gem from M., I will share some of the text of the lost post now. Here it is, a clip from the Bad Joke Olympics, written while we were still attending school in San Antonio:

Sometimes having too much time on your hands can be a good thing. And then, on the other hand, there are the Bad Joke Olympics, which are currently being contested by two guys in my platoon. What are the Bad Joke Olympics? Well, I'm so glad you asked! It's also probably not going to come as a great shock that one of the competitors is a dentist with absolutely the most comprehesive arsenal of the worst jokes I've ever heard. The other is a lieutenant from Georgia and in his case who has amassed frankly way too many of these horribly bad missives in his short lifetime. The really good news for all the rest of us? Oh yes, both of them are bound and determined to be crowned the Bad Joke King of 2nd platoon, and you're not going to get anywhere without becoming part of an audience for the sparkling comedy of these, my two classmates: lucky us! So ANYWAY, if we find ourselves with a few minutes to kill in class, or wherever, one of these two guys, our very own Olympians-0f-the-bad-Joke, will pick up right where they left off, usually trying to corner an audience on which to try out their latest crop of the worst jokes you've ever heard. Ever. You know that a particularly bad one is coming from Lieutenant M., because he'll usually preface it with, "Okay, I came up this one up myself..."

I'm happy to report that M., now the XO of a whole detachment, has an even bigger audience for his jokes. In fact, he's taken it upon himself to declare whole days of the week as things like, "Knock Knock Tuesdays" or "One-liner Thursdays". I know, I know. It's bad. But, when you're going to be deployed, it's pretty easy to lose your funny, and he's doing is best to keep his soldiers' sense of humor intact. So, are you ready for today's funny? He didn't exactly come up with this one himself, but he might as well have. Here it goes: Why shouldn't you play poker in the jungle? Because there are too many cheeeeee-tahs. Bah ha ha! Cheee-tahs, get it? Okay, it went over well with the 5 year old that a cemented a band-and-loop on today! Here's to a good weekend: enjoy!