Dark Humor
February 21st, 2009 by rsm
Sergeants think they can shock me with their language. I shock them back.
Standing at a urinal during a routine, monitored drug test:
Sergeant: You having trouble, sir? You a little pee-shy?
Me: It’s not that, sergeant. I… uh… Look, I don’t do drugs, but on my way out here I killed a hooker and I know for a fact she was a meth-head. I’m a little worried that with all that blood I might have gotten some in me.
Sergeant: …
Me: … there it goes…
Sergeant: You killed a hooker you f-d?
Me: Oh, please, no, I didn’t have sex with her… I’m not weird! Geez!
that is so wrong on so many levels…
but still frickin’ hilarious! good job soldier!
Bwahahaha!
Oh, RICH, that. LOVED it!!
Outstanding.
Put it to music. I’m thinking a revised Bloodhound Gang-inspired “A Drug Test Is So Much Better When The Sergeant Is Crying”.
Ha ha. Geez, how presumptuous of him.