SOLDIER BOB:
Hey, Butch, how's it hanging?
SOLDIER BUTCH:
Hey, Bob, I told you to quit saying that.
SOLDIER BOB:
I don't mean anything by it...it's just my way of asking you how things are going.
SOLDIER BUTCH:
I know, but for me it's an unpleasant way to ask.
SOLDIER BOB:
Alright. I won't ask it like that again. So, how are you? What have you been up to?
SOLDIER BUTCH:
Just hanging out...I mean chilling until the next call to duty.
SOLDIER BOB:
Hold on...something's up.
SOLDIER BUTCH:
What is it? Some Incoming?
SOLDIER BOB:
No. It's the phone.
[SOLDIER BOB listens intently to the voice at the other end. A perplexed look is forming on his face.]
SOLDIER BUTCH:
It was Headquarters. The Commander just said that another Federal judge has reversed the decision on Don't Ask, Don't Tell.
SOLDIER BOB:
So?
SOLDIER BUTCH:
So we have to hold our fire. No more shooting. Hold on...it's the phone again. "Yes sir. Yes, we will, sir. Over and out."
SOLDIER BOB:
What is it now?
SOLDIER BUTCH:
We've been relieved of duty until we can legally be asked and tell again
SOLDIER BOB:
What should we do now?
SOLDIER BUTCH:
GET MARRIED!
IT'S THE OIL STUPID!
