The Army Social
The headmistress at a girls' prep school in the old South (circa 1959) calls down to the army base and speaks with one of the officers:
- We're having a social here at school and I was wondering if you could send some of your nice young men to attend.
- Why of course - the Lieutenant answers.
- Just one thing - says the lady.
- Of course you'll make sure there aren't any Jews there.
- Why of course - the Lieutenant answers.
On the day of the dance, a bus pulls up from the base. Out comes a platoon of black GIs. The schoolmistress is quite distressed.
- Why, why, there must be some mistake - she says to a burly black Master Sergeant.
- Why heck no, ma'am - he replies.
- Lt. Goldberg NEVER makes a mistake!