Military Jokes

Kind of a goofy thing I saw today and thought was funny:



Sir, we live in a world that has helicopters and those helicopters need to be operated by men with big watches and bigger moustaches. Who's gonna do it? You? You, with the jump wings? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for your ex girlfriend at college and curse the Warrant Officer Corps; you have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know: that your ex girlfriend, while totally hot, was probably bored with you and that my existence, while a source of incomprehensible envy to you, saved her from marrying you. You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about at parties you want me in that flight suit, you need me in that flight suit. We use words like airspeed, dust landings, max torque available. We use them as the backbone of a life spent flying low and fast. You use them in a futile attempt to understand what we do. I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who begs for a ride in the helicopter I fly and then questions the quantity of crew rest I take. I would rather you just said "thank you," and put in your hearing protection. Otherwise, I suggest that you finish your power point presentation and try to branch transfer to aviation. Either way, I don't give a damn why your niece keeps calling me.