Relay-Version: version B 2.10 5/3/83; site utzoo.UUCP Posting-Version: nyu notesfiles V1.1 4/1/84; site acf4.UUCP Path: utzoo!watmath!clyde!cbosgd!ihnp4!zehntel!hplabs!hao!seismo!cmcl2!acf4!greenber From: greenber@acf4.UUCP Newsgroups: net.jokes Subject: Crazy Peirre Message-ID: <9800024@acf4.UUCP> Date: Sun, 2-Dec-84 12:35:00 EST Article-I.D.: acf4.9800024 Posted: Sun Dec 2 12:35:00 1984 Date-Received: Wed, 5-Dec-84 00:56:03 EST Organization: New York University Lines: 39 Nf-ID: #N:acf4:9800024:000:1517 Nf-From: acf4!greenber Dec 2 12:35:00 1984 <> There he was, a new member of the French Foreign Legion. In the middle of the desert....miles and miles from any city or town. Peirre stood with his back to the wind, looking over the campsite. Peirre fit in very well with the other members of his platoon, and they all got to be very friendly. But, it was lonely out there in the desert and one day Peirre asked one of his buddies: "I've been out here for a few months, and well, I'm getting pretty horney. What do you guys do when you get horney?" His friends grinned and smirked at his other and pointed to the top of a nearby sanddune, where there stood a lone camel. "Well, when we can't take it anymore, we use Shirley." Peirre was flabergasted. "Not I", said he. And continued being the good soldier that he was. Months went by, and again Peirre could not longer stand the strain. So he asked some other old-timers what they did. "We use old Shirley, up on the hill there.", they said with a grin. "Never", said Peirre. Months went by, though, and Peirre could stand it no longer. He ran, half crazy, tearing off his clothes as he went, and stood before Shirley. "This is insane", said Peirre, and really socked it to the (now happy) camel. When he finished, and was zipping up his pants, all of his friends came over to him and said that he was crazy. Socking it to a camel, indeed!! "But that's what you guys do...", Peirre said with puzzlement in his voice. "Naw,......we use old shirley.....to ride into the brothel in town"..