Enough Is Great Plenty,|
Even If It's the Chaplain!
1337 BU, Assam - Chaplain Harold C. Diggs of this base has been spending a good many
nights away from home.
The chaplain, billeted with a pilot whose duty is the disposal of unexploded bombs, came home one night
to find two objects under his bed that unmistakably were bombs. The fact that the bombs had been
emptied of their contents
was not something to be nonchalantly assumed, so the chaplain didn't sleep in his bed that night.
A few nights later the chaplain's bed ominously displayed a small box, plainly marked "TNT," which didn't
induce careless probing, so the chaplain slept elsewhere again that night.
Time staggered on and the pilot laid hold of a discarded oxygen cylinder and covered it with the chaplain's
Clearly the time for retaliation had come! A short-sheet job didn't impress the pilot much. Sleeping on
blankets liberally sprinkled with sawdust had seemingly gone unnoticed.
So one night when the pilot retired early, after quaffing a few beers, the chaplain set the stage. A
collection of Chinese firecrackers was covered with a bucket near the pilot's charpoy and ignited. The resulting explosion
catapulted the pilot from the arms of Morpheus with cries of "Man the slit trenches. They're pouring them in again!"
Now the chaplain spends his nights at home!