June, 29, 2018
I’m thinking Jim O’Neill and his buds from Seal Team II could have pulled this off and had more fun doing so.
Sent to me by College Fraternity Brother, Don Lingrend
A retired Navy pilot named “Char” drunk and with a ragged dirty look and smelling of last night’s rounds, strolled by the building and saw the sign. He went into the building to apply for the position.
Aghast at his appearance, the director wondered how to send him away but, to be fair, he gave him a glass of wine to taste.
The old Navy pilot held the glass up to his left eye, tilted his head toward incoming sunlight and studied the contents looking through the glass.
He then took a sip and said, “It’s a Southern California Muscat , three years old, grown on a north slope, matured in steel containers.
Somewhat low-grade but acceptable.”
“That’s correct,” said the boss. Glancing at his assistant he said…”Another one, please.”
The old Navy pilot took the goblet, full of a deep red liquid, stuck his nose into the glass, sniffed deeply and took a long slow sip….rolling his eyeballs in a circle, he then looked at the director and said…
It’s Mad Dog 20/20, with a subtle aroma of Sterno and Napalm and a taste that is fresh without being flippant. 🙂 (From Frogman Jim O’Neill Seal Team II.
“It’s a Cabernet Sauvignon, eight years old, south-western slope, oak barrels, matured at eight degrees. Requires three more years for the finest results.”
“Absolutely correct. A third glass,” said the director.
Receiving another glass, again, the Navy pilot eyed the crystal, took in a little bit of the aroma and sipped very softly.
”It’s a Pinot blanc champagne, very high-grade and exclusive,” said the drunk calmly.
The director was astonished and winked at his assistant to suggest something.
She left the room and came back in with a wine glass half-full of urine.
The old Navy pilot eyed it suspiciously…a color he could not quite recall.
He took a sip, swishing it over his tongue and across his teeth, musing upward all the while.
“It’s a blonde, 26 years old, three months pregnant, and if I don’t get the job, I’ll name the father.”
NEVER, EVER … UNDERESTIMATE THE TALENTS OF A NAVY PILOT!