It was World War II, and the captain was attempting to rally the GIs on the eve of a big offensive.
"Out there," said the captain, gesturing toward the front lines, "is your enemy. The man who has made your life miserable, who is working to destroy you; the man who has been trying to kill you day after day throughout this war."
There was a momentary pause, after which Private Johnson jumped to his feet exclaiming: "My God! The cook's working for the Germans!"
"Out there," said the captain, gesturing toward the front lines, "is your enemy. The man who has made your life miserable, who is working to destroy you; the man who has been trying to kill you day after day throughout this war."
There was a momentary pause, after which Private Johnson jumped to his feet exclaiming: "My God! The cook's working for the Germans!"