Just prior to qualification with the M1 in boot camp we were
zeroing in our rifles.
After each round and before the target was marked the range
instructors would ask where on the target(your sight picture) you
thought it was. He would then advise how many clicks of elevation
or windage was needed, and the process would be repeated until
you were making bulls.
A boot from the deep south was asked, "OK, PVT where did
that one go?" With a thoughtful drawl he responded,
"Cain't rightly say Sir, but it left here in a Hell of a
hurry."
A girl and a navy pilot are talking in a bar. The girl says, you
know I think that navy pilots must have the hardest jobs in the
military. I never could understand how they can get those boats
to fly.