03/16/2026 from Daily Jokes
#21927
Two Navy SEALs boarded a short shuttle flight departing from Dallas, headed for Houston. It was one of those quick commuter flights where everyone settles in knowing the trip will be over almost before it begins. One of the SEALs took the window seat while his teammate slid into the middle seat beside him.
Just moments before takeoff, another passenger stepped onto the plane — a Green Beret. He made his way down the aisle and took the remaining seat next to them. After sitting down, the Green Beret kicked off his boots, stretched his legs a little, and wiggled his toes to get comfortable for the short flight.
As the aircraft began preparing for departure, the SEAL sitting by the window leaned over and said casually, “You know what? I think I’ll get up and grab a Coke.”
The Green Beret smiled politely and said, “No need. Sit tight — I’ll go get one for you.”
He stood up and headed toward the back of the plane to grab the drink. While he was gone, the SEAL looked down at the Green Beret’s boots sitting on the floor. With a mischievous grin, he picked up one of the boots and quietly spit inside it before placing it back exactly where it was.
A moment later the Green Beret returned and handed the SEAL his Coke. The three men sat quietly as the plane continued its climb.
After a few minutes, the SEAL sitting in the middle looked over at the drink and said, “That actually looks pretty good. I think I’ll have one too.”
Once again the Green Beret, trying to be courteous, said, “Sure thing. I’ll grab one for you.”
He stood up and walked down the aisle again. The moment he was out of sight, the second SEAL leaned down, picked up the other boot, and spit into it as well before setting it neatly back in place.
Soon the Green Beret returned with the second Coke and handed it over. The three men then settled back in their seats and quietly enjoyed the rest of the short flight to Houston.
Everything remained calm and uneventful until the plane began its final descent. As the aircraft touched down and taxied toward the gate, the Green Beret bent down and slipped his feet back into his boots.
Instantly, he knew exactly what had happened.
He slowly looked over at the two SEALs and sighed.
Then he said, “How long is this going to keep going on?”
The two SEALs looked at him, confused.
“This constant fighting between our groups,” the Green Beret continued. “All this rivalry… all this hatred… all this hostility.”
He shook his head and added,
“How long are we going to keep doing things like spitting in boots and peeing in Cokes?”
