> The Aisle Seat > > Two Radical Arab Terrorists boarded a flight out of London > . One took a window seat and the other sat next to him in > the middle seat... > Just before takeoff, a U.S. Marine sat down in the aisle > seat. After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes off, > wiggled his toes and was settling in when the Arab in the > window seat said, 'I need to get up and get a coke.' > 'Don't get up,' said the Marine, > 'I'm in the aisle seat, 'I'll get it for > you.' > > As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the > Marine's shoe and spat in it. When the Marine returned > with the coke, the other Arab said, 'That looks good, > I'd really like one, too.' Again, the Marine > obligingly went to fetch it. While he was gone the other > Arab picked up the Marines other shoe and spat in it. > When the Marine returned, they all sat back and enjoyed > the flight. > > As the plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into > his shoes and knew immediately what had happened. He leaned > over and asked his Arab neighbors... 'Why does it have > to be this way?' 'How long must this go on? This > fighting between our nations? This hatred? This animosity? > This spitting in shoes and pissing in > cokes?' > > THE > FEW...THE PROUD... > > > > > THE MARINES >
