Justdroppedin
11-22-2018, 03:21 AM
A soldier and a citizen are sharing a cigarette in soviet Moscow one evening when they see a man hurrying down the street...
"Hey! You there! Stop, comrade!" says the soldier.
The man continues to rush down the street, nearly at a full run.
"I said STOP!" shouts the soldier as he shoulders his rifle.
The man continues his rush down the street as a crack thunders through the air and the man falls to the ground having been shot by the soldier.
"Why'd you do that?" asks the citizen calmly taking a drag from the cigarette.
"Curfew" replies the soldier.
"But, curfew isn't for another hour..." says the citizen in confusion.
"Yes, but that man is a good friend of mine. I know where he lives. He couldn't have made it home in time."
"Hey! You there! Stop, comrade!" says the soldier.
The man continues to rush down the street, nearly at a full run.
"I said STOP!" shouts the soldier as he shoulders his rifle.
The man continues his rush down the street as a crack thunders through the air and the man falls to the ground having been shot by the soldier.
"Why'd you do that?" asks the citizen calmly taking a drag from the cigarette.
"Curfew" replies the soldier.
"But, curfew isn't for another hour..." says the citizen in confusion.
"Yes, but that man is a good friend of mine. I know where he lives. He couldn't have made it home in time."