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nothing out of line.
When he reached the last man, the sergeant
made him open his duffle bag. When he did,
out rolled an orange.
“Is food allowed in your duffle bag,
Private?” the sergeant demanded.
“No, Sir,” the soldier replied.
“And let me tell you why,” the sergeant
said, getting right up nose to nose with the man.
“The reason is because it would suffocate in
there with your socks. I, therefore, declare
Private Orange to have died in your duffle bag.”
He then turned to the full group of men.
“Doesn’t Private Orange deserve a proper
burial?”
“Yes, Sir,” the men all answered
unenthusiastically.
“As soon as he has received his proper
burial,” the sergeant said, “you can all go on
furlough.”
The sergeant chose the place for the grave,
a horrible, hard packed piece of land. The men
took turns chiseling through the soil. After a six
foot deep grave was dug, Private Orange was
buried with military honors.
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