Two old men, Bill and Joe, were sitting on a porch reminiscing about World War II. „It was a real struggle,” said Bill.

„I know what you mean,” said Joe. „I remember I was struggling all the way. I fought and I fought, and I fought, and when I thought I was tired out, I found the strength to carry on fighting another day.”

„Yup.”

„But it didn’t matter, because in the end they made me join the Army anyway.”