Comrade
July 3rd, 2009, 01:12 PM
There was an american battle cruiser sailing through the atlantic, with a fleet at itīs back. Suddenly, the radio crackled into life, and an English voice came on. "Please redirect your course by 30 degrees, to avoid collision, american ship."
The american captain chuckled, "Why donīt you redirect your course?"
"But your in British Waters, dedirect your course by 30 degreess to avoid collision," came the englishman.
"But weīre on the trail of terrorists, you move" Said the American Captain.
"Your encroaching on our juresdiction, please redirect your course by 30 degrees to avoid collision," Said the englishman, slightly flustered.
"Listen," Said the American, "Iīve got a whole battle fleet of ships and planes at my disposal, so YOU move!" Said the american proudly.
"Why donīt YOU listen, redirect your course, īcos Iīm a MOTHER F*CKING LIGHTHOUSE,"
The american captain chuckled, "Why donīt you redirect your course?"
"But your in British Waters, dedirect your course by 30 degreess to avoid collision," came the englishman.
"But weīre on the trail of terrorists, you move" Said the American Captain.
"Your encroaching on our juresdiction, please redirect your course by 30 degrees to avoid collision," Said the englishman, slightly flustered.
"Listen," Said the American, "Iīve got a whole battle fleet of ships and planes at my disposal, so YOU move!" Said the american proudly.
"Why donīt YOU listen, redirect your course, īcos Iīm a MOTHER F*CKING LIGHTHOUSE,"