Telling Stories With Paratroops:

Three old paratroopers were sitting around the fire one night and began telling lies.

The first advised he had just wrestled a bull to the ground BARE-HANDED.

The second jumper said, "I was walking down the creek the other day when a 15' rattler slid out in front of me and demanded satisfaction. I grabbed that SOB with my bare hands and bit the head off the mother. I sucked all the poison out and I'm alive today.

The third trooper stood up, dropped his pants, stirred the red coals with his penis and hollered, "AIRBORNE!"


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