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A young man joined the Army and signed up to be a paratrooper. He went
through the standard training, completed the practice jumps from higher and
higher structures and finally went to take his first jump from an airplane.

The next day he called home to tell his father the news.

"So, did you jump?" asked the father.

"Well, let me tell you what happened. We got up in the plane, and the
sergeant opened up the door and asked for volunteers. About a dozen men got
up and just walked out of the plane."

"Is that when you jumped?" asked his father.

"Uh, no, I didn't. The sergeant started to grab the other men one at a time
and throw them out the plane."

"Did you jump then?" asked his father.

"I'm getting to that. Everyone else had jumped and I was the last man left
on the plane. I told the sergeant that I was too scared to jump. He told me
to get off the plane or he'd kick my butt."

"So, did you jump?" the father again asked.

"No!!! He tried to push me out of the plane, but I grabbed onto the door and
refused to go. Finally he called the Jump Master over. The Jump Master is
this great big guy, about six-foot-five and 250 pounds. He said to me, 'Are
you going to jump or not?'"

"I said, 'No sir, I'm too scared.' So the Jump Master pulled down his zipper
and took out his you-know-what; I swear Dad it was about 12 inches long."

"He said, 'Either you jump out that door or I'm sticking this little baby up
your ass.'"

"So, did you jump?" asked his father.

"Well, a little, at first..."