The Aisle Seat
Two radical Arab's boarded a flight out of London. One took a window seat
and the other sat next to him in the middle seat. Just before takeoff, a U.S.
Marine sat down in the aisle seat. After takeoff, the Marine kicked his shoes
off, wiggled his toes, and was settling in when the Arab in the window seat
said, "I need to get up and get a coke."
"Don't get up," said the Marine, "I'm in the aisle seat, I'll get it for you."
As soon as he left, one of the Arabs picked up the Marines shoe and spat in it.
When the Marine returned with the coke, the other Arab said, "That looks
good, I'd really like one, too."
Again, the Marine obligingly went to fetch it. While he was gone the other
Arab picked up the Marines other shoe and spat in it. When the Marine
returned, they all sat back and enjoyed the flight.
As the plane was landing, the Marine slipped his feet into his shoes and knew
immediately what had happened. He leaned over and asked his Arab neighbors,
"Why does it have to be this way? How long must this go on? This fighting
between our nations? This hatred? This animosity? This spitting in shoes and
pissing in cokes?"