The young army recruit had informed his Dad he would be making his first parachute jump the following week, so the Dad waited anxiously for his son's report. Finally the call came.
"Well, son, how did it go?," he asked.
"Well Dad, it was tough," replied the son dismally. "The flight was fine, weather was great. We reached the jump site and everyone started jumping perfectly. I was the last up to jump, and I just couldn't. My Sarge started screaming at me to jump, jump, jump, but I just couldn't. Finally he ordered I either jump, or drop my pants, bend over, and be his bitch."
"Oh my God, son!" exclaimed the Dad. "Did you jump then!"
"Yes, Dad, a little, at first."
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"Well, son, how did it go?," he asked.
"Well Dad, it was tough," replied the son dismally. "The flight was fine, weather was great. We reached the jump site and everyone started jumping perfectly. I was the last up to jump, and I just couldn't. My Sarge started screaming at me to jump, jump, jump, but I just couldn't. Finally he ordered I either jump, or drop my pants, bend over, and be his bitch."
"Oh my God, son!" exclaimed the Dad. "Did you jump then!"
"Yes, Dad, a little, at first."
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