A Navy Chief And An Admiral Were Sitting In The Barbershop

A Navy Chief And An Admiral Were Sitting In The Barbershop

A Navy Chief and an Admiral were sitting in the barbershop. They were both just getting finished with their shaves, when the barbers reached for some after-shave to slap on their faces. The admiral shouted, “Hey, don’t put that stuff on me! My wife will think I’ve been in a whorehouse!” The chief turned to his barber and said, “Go ahead and put it on. My wife doesn’t know what the inside of a whorehouse smells like.”

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Darling John

Darling John

The crusty Navy Master Chief noticed a new seaman and barked at him, “Get over here! What’s your name sailor?” “John,” the new seaman replied. “Look, I don’t know what kind of bleeding-heart pansy crap they’re teaching sailors in boot camp these days, but I don’t call anyone by his first name,” the chief scowled. “It breeds familiarity, and that leads to a breakdown in authority. I refer to my sailors by their last names only; Smith, Jones, Baker, whatever. And you are to refer to me as ‘Chief.’ Do…

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