ANNUAL INSPECTION at our military school was a grueling affair. After my roommate Bill and I scrubbed, polished and straightened everything in sight, we stood at attention as the inspector general entered our room. He looked for dust over the window frame and inspected our lockers. As he turned to leave, he placed his hand on a laundry bag tied to the end of our bunk beds. There was a crackling sound. "What is in that laundry bag?" he demanded.

"Love letters, sir," answered Bill.

"What are love letters doing in your laundry bag?" the officer barked.

Bill's response was loud and clear. "They're dirty, sir!"

--Contributed to "Humor In Uniform" by John F. Gans

Provided Courtesy of Reader's Digest.

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