The sarge orders a private to go and set up an observation post for 24 hours camouflaging himself as a tree stump.
12 hours later the private comes back to report. The sarge asks why the private is back 12 hours earlier than ordered.
“Well, sir,” explains the private, “I set up camouflage as a tree stump and start observing the enemy movements. Then a young couple arrives at my position and starts a picnic. Fine, that I can deal with. Then they sit on me and start making out. I can even endure that, no problem. What I did not endure was the boy cutting their names into my bum with a pocket knife.”
An old joke comes to mind.
The sarge orders a private to go and set up an observation post for 24 hours camouflaging himself as a tree stump.
12 hours later the private comes back to report. The sarge asks why the private is back 12 hours earlier than ordered.
“Well, sir,” explains the private, “I set up camouflage as a tree stump and start observing the enemy movements. Then a young couple arrives at my position and starts a picnic. Fine, that I can deal with. Then they sit on me and start making out. I can even endure that, no problem. What I did not endure was the boy cutting their names into my bum with a pocket knife.”