Posted to India during the days of the Raj, a young soldier was
Posted to India during the days of the Raj, a young soldier was greeted by the colonel of his new regiment.
“You’ll like it here, Caruthers,” he said.
“We keep ourselves entertained. On Monday evening we have a poker session and...”
“I don’t gamble, sir,” interrupted Caruthers.
“Oh,” said the colonel. “Never mind. Tuesday is drinking night.”
“I don’t drink, sir,” said Caruthers.
“That’s all right,” said the colonel. “Maybe Wednesday night is up your street. Girls come and entertain us, if you know what I mean.”
“I don’t associate with loose women,” said Caruthers loftily.
“Look here!” barked the colonel. “You’re not gay, lad, are you?”
“Certainly not, sir,” replied Caruthers.
“Ah, well,” sighed the colonel, “then you won’t like Thursday night, either.” Terry Burgess in Reader Digest Australia
“You’ll like it here, Caruthers,” he said.
“We keep ourselves entertained. On Monday evening we have a poker session and...”
“I don’t gamble, sir,” interrupted Caruthers.
“Oh,” said the colonel. “Never mind. Tuesday is drinking night.”
“I don’t drink, sir,” said Caruthers.
“That’s all right,” said the colonel. “Maybe Wednesday night is up your street. Girls come and entertain us, if you know what I mean.”
“I don’t associate with loose women,” said Caruthers loftily.
“Look here!” barked the colonel. “You’re not gay, lad, are you?”
“Certainly not, sir,” replied Caruthers.
“Ah, well,” sighed the colonel, “then you won’t like Thursday night, either.” Terry Burgess in Reader Digest Australia
