HEAR THE ONE ABOUT THE
FNG on recon patrol who
pitched one after an old Villager who
exhibited strange behavior? The suspect had scurried into a cave; the
grenade bounced after him felicitously. Seven seconds of agonizing
silence. Then a minute. The Marine approached the cave mouth with
caution. Whiskered and blinking like Lazarus, the stooped old man
emerged with a cat in one hand and the odd metal ball in
the other. He handed the Marine the grenade and went back to his
village with the cat. The Marine remembered small missile training at
boot camp, and the detail on removing the protective tape.