Military Jokes and Humor

The Marine patrol was on maneuvers in the desert. The air was still and hot, the terrain arid and parched, with not a drop of water in sight. Time was called for a break. One private sat idly on a stone, his head in his hands.

"What's the matter with him?" asked the sergeant.

"Home-sickness," answered a private.

"We've all got that."

"Yes, but his is worse than for most of us - his father owns a tavern."