On the night of graduation, a father
approached his son and asked him, "Son, now that you finished high school, what
are you going to do with your life?"
The son replied, "I think I am going
to join the peace corps."
"That's wonderful, I was in the peace
corps when I was your age. I found it rather fulfilling."
A couple of years went by and the son came
home from the peace corps. The father asked the son, "Now that you have helped out in
the peace corps, what are you going to do?"
The son replied, "I am going to join
the marines." The father's eyes lit up with amazement.
"I am so proud of you son. I went into
the Marines, too. It taught me discipline, and most of all, respect for myself. Son,
in all my years of being your father, you have never disappointed me yet."
The son left for boot camp a couple of
weeks later, where he was put through some of the most rigorous training of his life. One
of the last phases of his training included jumping out of an airplane. This frightened
him to no end.
He decided to give his father a call,
telling him how scared he was, and his father told him not to worry, everyone would be
scared.
A couple of weeks went by and the son came
home from basic. The father noticed his son's behavior had changed. He was sullen.
"What's wrong son? Tell me what's on your mind. Nothing you can say will
disappoint me. I am very proud of you."
"You might want to sit down for this
dad," the son said. "The day we were up on the plane ready to jump I was
the last one. I got up to the door and I couldn't do it!" exclaimed the
boy. "My drill sergeant looked at me and yelled, 'Soldier, if you don't
jump out of this plane this damn instant, I am going to stick my big hairy pecker up your
little ass!'"
The fathers eyes widened when he
asked, "Well did you jump?"
