Two young bar-happy lieutenants were discussing where they should go on Sunday.
"I don't want to go to the city park," said one, "Too many privates."
"I guess the stadium is out too," observed the other. "Too many
privates."
A private who happened to overhear them spoke up: "Excuse me, gentlemen,
but if you are looking for a place where there ain't no privates - why don't
you go to hell?"