“How do you know if a sniper likes you?” The bored soldier asks his comrade. “I don’t know,” the other said, throwing stones at an empty can near the position they’re guarding. On his third stone, he notices the dust from the convoy coming up the road. Tapping his buddy, they both begin getting ready for the arrival of the general. “Okay, how?” Straightening his collar, the first guard says “She misses.” They both laugh as the convoy comes to a stop near the position.
