"So, did you jump?" the father asked.
"Well, let me tell you what happened. We got up in the plane, and the
sergeant opened up the door and asked for volunteers. About a dozen
men got up and just walked out of the plane!"
"Is that when you jumped?" asked the father.
"Um, not yet. Then the sergeant started to grab the other men one at a
time and throw them out the door."
"Did you jump then?" asked the father.
"I'm getting to that. Every one else had jumped, and I was the last man left on the plane. I told the sergeant that I was too scared to jump. He told be to get off the plane or he'd kick my butt."
"So, did you jump?"
"Not then. He tried to push me out of the plane, but I grabbed onto
the door and refused to go. Finally he called over the Jump Master.
The Jump Master is this great big guy, about six-foot five, and 250
pounds. He said to me, ``Boy, are you gonna jump or not?'' I said,
``No, sir. I'm too scared.'' So the Jump Master pulled down his zipper
and took his penis out. I swear, it was about ten inches long and as
big around as a baseball bat! He said, ``Boy, either you jump out
that door, or I'm sticking this baby up your ass.''"
"So, did you jump?" asked the father.
"Well, a little, at first."