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A rather old minesweeper was cruising a lonely stretch of the South Pacific and was overtaken by a new Australian cruiser.

All the US sailors admired the new ship and the Captain sent a blinker- light message to the Aussies: “You are beautiful.”

Less than 10 seconds later, the Aussie ship blinkered back: “I’ll bet you say that to all the ships.”


Nunquam Non Paratus
(Never Unprepared)

Bush and Powell are sitting in a bar.

A guy walks in and asks the barman, "Isn't that Bush and Powell?"

The barman says, "Yep, that's them."

So the guy walks over and says, "Hello, what are you guys doing?"

And Bush says, "We're planning World War III"

And the guy says, "Really? What's going to happen?"

And Bush says, "Well, we're going to kill 140 million Afghans this time
and one bicycle repairman."

And the guy exclaimed, "A bicycle repairman?!!!"

So Bush turns to Powell and says, "See, I told you no-one would worry
about the 140 million Afghans!"


Nunquam Non Paratus
(Never Unprepared)

Heard that joke with 140 million Iraqi's and one busty blonde.

At a small airport terminal in Eastern Montana, 3 strangers are waiting for their flight. One is a Native American and one is a local Rancher on his way to Denver for a stock convention. The other is an Arab Student, newly arrived in Montana from the Middle East.

To pass the time they strike up a conversation on recent events, and the discussion drifts to their diverse cultures. Soon the Westerners learn that the Arab is a devout Muslim and is mostly radical in his beliefs. The conversation soon falls into an uneasy lull.

The Cowboy leans back in the chair, crosses his boots on the magazine table and drops the sweat-stained hat over his face. The wind outside blows through the sagebrush and the airport windsock flaps but no airplane comes.

Finally, the Native American clears his throat and says sadly, "Once my people were many but now we are few."

The Muslim extremist raises an eyebrow and leans forward, "once my people were few," he sneers, "and now we are many. Why do you suppose that is?"

The Cowboy shifts his toothpick to one side of his mouth and from the darkness beneath his Stetson says, "That's cause we ain't played Cowboys and Radical Muslims yet."

"Retreat, hell! We just got here!"-Captain Lloyd Williams, 2nd Marine Division, Belleau Wood, France, WWI