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!