Glasses
An army private went to see the Medical Captain for a new pair of glasses. The Captain looked in his book of record and said, 'But you just got a new pair last month!' 'Yes sir, b.. b.. but they were broken....... in an accident,' stammered the private. 'Accident, what kind of an accident?'
The Captain looked in his book of Accident definitions and glossaries, 'Road-march accident, Firing Range accident, PT accident, Drill accident?' 'No, no nothing like that...' said the private. 'Well then, what is it?' 'I'd rather not tell you sir...' 'Well, no satisfactory explanations, no new glasses,' said the medical officer, ready to stand up, 'I've got to see my other patients now.'
'No, no sir wait, I broke them when I was kissing my girlfriend,' blurted the private. 'Don't be daft man, how could you break your glasses kissing a girl?'
'You see Sir...... she crossed her legs.'