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Date: Wed, 12 Jul 2000 23:08:31 -0400 (EDT)
From: CD Rhum
Subject: BLAGUES-L: The US Soldier

Date: Wed, 01 Sep 1999 13:19:42 +1000
From: Daniel Leach

The Soldier

An American soldier, serving in World War II, had just returned from
several weeks of intense action on the German front lines. He had finally
been granted R&R and was on a train bound for London. The train was very
crowded, so the soldier walked the length of the train, looking for an
empty seat. 

The only unoccupied seat was directly adjacent to a well-dressed
middle-aged lady and was being used by her little dog. The war weary
soldier asked, "Please, ma'am, may I sit in that seat?" 

The English woman looked down her nose at the soldier, sniffed and said,
"You Americans. You are such a rude class of people. Can't you see my
little Fifi is using that seat?" 

The soldier walked away, determined to find a place to rest, but after
another trip down to the end of the train, found himself again facing the
woman with the dog. 

Again he asked, "Please, lady. May I sit there? I'm very tired." 

The English woman wrinkled her nose and snorted, "You Americans! Not only
are you rude, you are also arrogant. Imagine!" 

The soldier didn't say anything else; he leaned over, picked up the little
dog, tossed it out the window of the train and sat down in the empty seat. 

The woman shrieked and wailed, and demanded that someone defend her and
chastise the soldier. 

An English gentleman sitting across the aisle spoke up, "You know, sir,
you Americans do seem to have a penchant for doing the wrong thing.  You
eat holding the fork in the wrong hand. You drive your autos on the wrong
side of the road. And now, sir, you've thrown the wrong bitch out the

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