The phone rang at the motor pool and an authoritative voice demanded to know how many vehicles were operational.
Andy answered, “We’ve got twelve trucks, ten utilities, three staff cars, and that Bentley the fat-assed colonel drives around in.”
There was a stony silence for a second or two. “Do you know who you are speaking to?”
“No,” said Andy.
“It is the so-called fat-assed colonel you so insubordinately referred to.”
“Well, do you know who you are talking to?”
“No,” roared the colonel.
“Well thank God for that,” said Andy slamming the phone down.
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