The phone rang at the city fire house five minutes after the fire men had all
retired for their afternoon nap.
"It's Private Mills speaking. I'm CQ at my unit and there's a terrible
blaze at the barracks," the voice frantically cried. "The flames are
licking through the basement and the first floor. Pretty soon they'll ravage
the entire place!"
"Did you try throwing water over it?" asked the fire chief.
"Yes!"
"Then there's no use coming over. That's all we do!"