So god is sitting up in heaven when he says to St. Peter, he says: "Hey, St.Peter, I am looking for a new left and right hand man to sit beside me in heaven, your tasking is to find me these men". So St.Peter Walks away grumbeling about the damn CO always coming up with ways to make more work for him and sets up for interviews at the Pearly Gates.
The First Candidate is an Airforce Captain who shows up in full DEUs spit-polished oxfords and all looking every inch the representative for his armed forces. St. Peter asks him "Why do you think you should have a seat beside god in heaven?" The Captain replies "well, I have dedicated my life to the Airforce and patroling the skies to ensure democracy and freedome, and it was for those two things that I made the Ultimate sacrifice". St. Peter is reasonably impressed and gives the AF whistlehead the right-hand seat.
The next candidate is a Navy Comander who shows up in his Dress Blacks, spit Polished oxfords and his cover tucked neatly under his arm. St. Peter asks him "why do you think you should have a seat beside god?" So the Commander Replies " I have spent my whole adult life in the navy hunting terrorists and keeping the seas safe for trade and democracy." St. Peter is reasonably impressed and gives him the left-hand seat.
A few hour later a soldier shows up rifle in hand, bayonette fixed and bloody. His uniform is so torn, dirty, and blood-soaked that no rank insignia are visible. It looks like it has been several days since he has shaven and what hair he has on his head is partialy burnt off. St. Peter is about to stop him, but he simply pushes past and limps double time to stand in front of god. God is somewhat put off by the intrusion and the appearance of this soldier, but he recovers and says to the soldier "Well as you can see I Already have my right and left hand man, but maybe if you can make a good enough case for yourself I'll give you one of their positions". The soldier collects himself for a few seconds, stands up striaght dispite his injuries, and says " I am the Infantry. The Navy; The Air Force; they only exist to support me. While they rest all night in their clean quarters, and enjoy hot meals, I am awake, fighting. I slogg through Sh*t, I live in Sh*t, and when I am lucky I get the time to make myself some Sh*t to eat. I close with and destroy the enemy" And then pulling himself up more and puffing out his chest, he finishes addressing god "and you sir are in my F***ing Seat!"