At the parade, the Colonel noticed something unusual going on and asked the Major: “Major Barry, what the devil’s wrong with Sergeant Jones’ platoon? They seem to be all twitching and jumping about.”
“Well sir,” says Major Barry after a moment of observation. “There seems to be a weasel chomping on his privates.”
I've had a few beers.............. care to enlighten me ???
Or is this a "Don't forget to feed the Bobbolinks" moment.?????
Privates - double-entendre :)
Originally Posted by Tyke