A drill sergeant had just chewed out one of his cadets, and as he was walking away, he turned to the cadet and said, "I guess when I die you'll come and dance on my grave."

The cadet replied, "Not me, Sarge. I promised myself that when I got out of the Army, I'd never stand in another line."

 

My soldier was standing at attention. Then, I read this joke. Yet, I'm still not at ease.