SETTING UP A BRIGADE
My brother and I arrived at boot camp together. On the first morning, our unit was dragged out of bed by our drill sergeant and made to assemble outside. "My name's Sergeant Jackson," he snarled. "Is there anyone here who thinks he can whip me?"
My six-foot-three, 280-pound brother raised his hand and said, "Yes, sir, I do."
Our sergeant grabbed him by the arm and led him out in front of the group. "Men," he said, "this is my new assistant. Now, is there anyone here who thinks he can whip both of us?"
The sergeant noticed a new recruit & asked him, "Wjhat is your name, private?"
"Sir, it's John, sir," answered the boot.
"YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!! WE ARE NOT AT A TEA PARTY. WE GO BY LAST NAMES ONLY -- OVER THERE IS JOHNSON, & THEN SMITH, ROBERTSON, & BAKER."
I say, "Attention, Baker," & Baker stands to attention.
Now I ask you again, soldier, what is your full name?"
"It's John Daring, sir," answered John.
"Okay, John," replied the sergeant, "What I want you to do is. . ."
--- BBBS/Li6 v4.10 Toy-6
* Origin: The Rusty MailBox - Penticton, BC Canada (1:153/757)