A young Marine and his commanding officer board a
train headed through the mountains of Switzerland.
They can find no place to sit except for two seats
right across the aisle from a young woman and her
grandmother.
After a while, it is obvious that the young woman and
the young soldier are interested in each other because
they are giving each other “looks.”
Soon, the train passes into a tunnel and it is pitch
black. There is a sound of the smack of a kiss,
followed by the sound of the smack of a slap. When the
train emerges from the tunnel, the four sit there
without saying a word.
The grandmother is thinking to herself: “It was very
brash for that young soldier to kiss my granddaughter,
but I’m glad she slapped him.”
The commanding officer is setting there thinking: “I
didn’t know the young Marine was brave enough to kiss
the girl, but I sure wish she hadn’t missed him when
she slapped and hit me!”
The young woman was sitting and thinking: “I’m glad
the soldier kissed me, but I wish my grandmother had
not slapped him!”
The young Marine sat there with a satisfied smile on
his face, thinking to himself: “Life is good. When
does a fellow have the chance to kiss a beautiful girl
and slap his commanding officer, all at the same
time?”