Isaac Asimov joke no. 18:
Quote:
At a military social function, the commanding general of the base delivered a welcoming oration in orotund fashion. A young second lieutenant, listening with extreme disfavor, muttered to the woman at his side, "What a pompous and unbearable old windbag that slob is. The woman turned to him at once and said, "Lieutenant, do you know who I am?"
"No, ma'am."
"I am the wife of that unbearable old windbag, as you call him."
"Indeed," said the young lieutenant, looking stern, "and do you know who I am?"
"No, I don't," said the general's wife. "Thank God," said the lieutenant, and he melted into the crowd.
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