Foxhole

My gunnery sergeant and 
I were inspecting a Marine training exercise when we spotted a second lieutenant ambling about. “Where is your foxhole, Lieutenant?” I asked. He snapped off a salute and 
responded, “I don’t know, sir!” 
Turning to the sergeant, he asked, “Gunnery, where is my foxhole?” “You’re standing in it, sir,” said 
the sergeant. “All you have to do is remove the dirt.” Ret. Lt. Col. Joseph Como,
Greenwood, South Carolina