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The Revenoor, a most discerning and astute gentleman from out west,
sent this one...

A crusty old Marine Sergeant Major found himself at a gala event hosted
by a local liberal arts college.

There was no shortage of extremely young idealistic ladies in attendance,
one of whom approached the Sergeant Major for conversation.

"Excuse me, Sergeant, but you seem to be a very serious man. Is there
something bothering you?"

"Negative, ma'am, just serious by nature."

The young lady looked at his awards and decorations and said, "It looks
like you have seen a lot of action."

"Yes, ma'am, a lot of action."

The young lady, tiring of trying to start up a conversation, said, "You know,
you should lighten up. Relax and enjoy yourself."

The Sergeant Major just stared at her in his serious manner.

Finally the young lady said, "You know, I really hope you don't take this the
wrong way, but when is the last time you had sex?"

"1955, ma'am."

"Well," she said, "there you are. No wonder you're so serious. You really
need to chill out! I mean no sex since 1955!"

She took his hand and led him to a private room where she proceeded to
relax him several times.

Afterwards, panting for breath, she leaned against his bare chest and said,
"Wow, you sure didn't forget much since 1955."

The Sergeant Major glanced at his watch, "I hope not; it's only 2130 now."

(Gotta love military time.)
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