82Rigger
13-05-04, 23:31
During World War 11 the train from Liverpool to London was crowded and many soldiers had been standing in the corridors for hours. All this time a wealthy dowager in the first class compartment has been occupying two seats, one for herself and the other for her tiny dog. A weary American soldier asked her politely whether she would mind putting her dog on the floor. She replied, "Indeed! I have paid for Fifi's seat and she is going to stay there as long as she wants!"
Eventually the soldier could stand it no longer. He picked Fifi up, threw her out the window, sat down, stretched out his legs, pulled his cap down over his eyes, and relaxed. For a moment there was stunned silence. The woman screamed for the conductor and went storming off down the aisle.
Across the aisle sat an English gentleman, puffing thoughtfully on his Meerschaum pipe, and taking in the events. Finally he spoke.
"I say! You Yanks have a tenacity for doing the wrong thing, you know.
You eat with your fork in the wrong hand... you drive on the wrong side of the road.......and now, sir, you've thrown the wrong bitch out of the window."
Eventually the soldier could stand it no longer. He picked Fifi up, threw her out the window, sat down, stretched out his legs, pulled his cap down over his eyes, and relaxed. For a moment there was stunned silence. The woman screamed for the conductor and went storming off down the aisle.
Across the aisle sat an English gentleman, puffing thoughtfully on his Meerschaum pipe, and taking in the events. Finally he spoke.
"I say! You Yanks have a tenacity for doing the wrong thing, you know.
You eat with your fork in the wrong hand... you drive on the wrong side of the road.......and now, sir, you've thrown the wrong bitch out of the window."