Two privates stationed at a fort south of the Mason-Dixon line were given shovels and told to go bury a large, dead animal. While digging the hole, they began to argue about just what kind of animal they were burying.
"This here's a mule," said one.
"No t'ain't" said the other, "it's a donkey."
"Mule!"
"Donkey!"
The arguement went on for some time, until the camp Chaplain came by and asked what they were doing.
"We're digging a hole for this here dead mule."
"Donkey."
"Boys, you're both wrong," said the Chaplain. "This is an a$$."
Awhile later, the Company Commander came by. Seeing the boys hard at work he asked, "Are you boys digging a fox hole?"
"No Sir," came the reply, "We're digging a ####!"
"This here's a mule," said one.
"No t'ain't" said the other, "it's a donkey."
"Mule!"
"Donkey!"
The arguement went on for some time, until the camp Chaplain came by and asked what they were doing.
"We're digging a hole for this here dead mule."
"Donkey."
"Boys, you're both wrong," said the Chaplain. "This is an a$$."
Awhile later, the Company Commander came by. Seeing the boys hard at work he asked, "Are you boys digging a fox hole?"
"No Sir," came the reply, "We're digging a ####!"
