Hawhawhawhawhawhawhawhawhawhaw! I wonder how he got the pee into the 
cans when they were still cold. Must have been funny, me thinks!


purple



At 09:38 PM 3/5/2008, you wrote:
>      A marine got on an airplane to fly home after his tour of
>duty.  Finding his assigned seat on the aisle, he took his seat
>but before he could snap his seat belt into place, two would be
>terrorist came down the aisle and stopped at his seat; looking
>down at him as if he were an ugly dog.  Realizing they needed to
>get passed him into their seats, smiling up at them, he said,
>"Howdy, fellows.  Here, let me get out of your way so you don't
>have to crawl over me," and he stepped into the aisle and let them
>pass.  They gave him disgusting looks as they wordlessly passed by
>and climbed into their seats.
>
>      Taking his place once again, the marine took his seat,
>fastened his seat belt, took off his shoes, wiggled his toes, and
>prepared for take off.  The two terrorists just stared, their
>hatred for him radiating from their very faces, at the American
>baby killer.
>
>      Once they were in the air, the two terrorist decided they
>would have some fun with the marine.  The one next to the window
>said in poor English, "I hate sitting by the window."
>
>      The marine immediately offered to change seats with him so
>they all stood, stepped into the aisle, and changed places.
>
>      No sooner had they reseated themselves than the other
>terrorist said, "I hate sitting in the middle."  The marine
>pleasantly offered to change places with him.  So again, they all
>stood, stepped into the aisle, and changed seating arrangements.
>
>
>      Once back in their seats, the terrorist on the aisle complain
>that his seat was too hard and the Marine immediately offered to
>retake his place on the aisle.  They made the change.
>
>      No sooner had they taken their seats than the terrorist by
>the window said, "I sure would like a coke."
>
>      "Hey, no problem," the marine said cheerfully.  I'll go get
>you one."
>
>      "But I have no money," the terrorist smiled; his rotten
>teeth peaking out from behind his sneer.
>
>      "I've got money, friend.  Don't worry about it.  I'll be
>right back."
>
>      As he was gone, the two terrorist spoke quietly in their own
>language and made their decision.  The terrorist nearest the
>window, leaned across his fellow terrorist and spat into the
>marines shoe.  They both laughed and leaned back to wait for the
>stupid marine to return.
>
>      The marine came bouncing down the aisle with a can of coke.
>To show his willingness to get along, he had opened the can of pop
>before he had returned.  Leaning over, he handed the open cold can
>of coke to the terrorist.  "There you are, friend."
>
>      The terrorist by the window grunted, offered not even a thank
>you, and the marine, smiling, took his seat.
>
>      No sooner had he snapped his seat belt back into place, when
>the terrorist seated in the middle seat said in butchered
>English, "Boy, I guess I am thirsty, too.  I'd like a coke;" his
>eyes blazing with fire as he stared into the marine's face.
>
>      "Hey, no problem, bro.  Let me run up and get you one.  I'll
>be right back," and off he went.
>
>      The terrorist, as planned, bent over while the marine was
>getting the coke, and spit into the marine's other shoe.  Both
>terrorists laughed.
>
>      The marine returned, the can of cold pop already opened due
>to politeness, and handed it to the glaring terrorist seated in
>the middle seat.  Taking it from the marine, he, too, grunted and
>said nothing.
>
>      The marine smiled, took his seat, and they all leaned their
>seats back and took naps.
>
>      Awakening to the voice of the pilot announcing they would be
>landing in 15 minutes, the marine shoved his feet into his shoes
>and immediately realized what the two terrorists had done to him.
>He said to nobody in particular, but loud enough for several to
>hear, "You know, it is pitiful we all can't just get along in this
>world.  I mean, playing these childish games of spitting in shoes
>and urinating in people can's of coke is so counter productive."
>
>
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