Boudreaux's first military assignment was to a military induction center, and--because he was a good talker they assigned him the duty of advising new recruits about the government benefits, especially the GI insurance.Since I dropped the ball last week, I left another in the extended entry.Before long the Captain in charge of the induction center began noticing that Boudreaux was getting a 99% sign up for the top GI insurance.
This was odd,--it would cost these poor inductees nearly $30.00 per month more for their higher coverage.
The Captain decided that he would not ask Boudreaux about his selling techniques but would sit in the back of the room and observe Boudreaux's sales pitch.
Boudreaux stood up before his latest group of inductees and stated, "If you have da normal GI insurance and go to Iraq and get killed,the government pays your beneficiary $6,000. If you take out da supplemental GI insurance (which cost you only $30.00 a month), the government has to pay your beneficiary $200,000."
"NOW," Boudreaux concluded, "which bunch do you think dey gonna send to Iraq first?
Two rednecks, Bubba and Cooter, decided they should go to the University of North Carolina so they could get ahead. Bubba went in first, and the professor advised him to take Math, History, and Logic.Posted by Tiger at September 9, 2005 12:04 PM | TrackBack"What's Logic?" Bubba asked.
"Well, let me give you an example," said the professor. "Do you own a weed-eater?"
"Sure do," the redneck responded.
"Okay. Then I assume, using logic, that you have a yard," the professor went on.
"That's real good," said the redneck, in awe.
"Logic also tells me that since you have a yard, you also have a house. Is that right?"
"GAWL-LEE!" the redneck shouted.
"And since you own a house and a house is tough to take care of by yourself, logic dictates that you have a wife. Right?"
"Betty Mae! This is incredible!" Bubba is catching on now.
"Finally, since you have a wife, logically I can assume you are heterosexual rather than homosexual. Is that right?"
"You are absolutely right! Why that's the most fascination' thang I ever heerd of. I can't wait to take this here logic class!"
Bubba, proud of the new world opening up to him, walked back into the hallway where Cooter is still waiting.
"So what classes are ya takin"? Cooter asks.
"Math, History, and Logic," replied Bubba.
"What in tarnation is logic?" asks Cooter.
"Let me give you an example," Bubba says. "Do you own a weed-eater?"
"No." says Cooter.
"You're queer, aintcha?"