My Dad In The War (Part 24)

When my father was a soldier stationed in the jungles of the Philippines during the second World War, his buddy Bennett woke up one morning to discover a red bump on the inside of his upper thigh.
     "Hey, Duchene," he called out, "come here for a second."
     My father had already seen the interest Bennett had been showing to his crotch area, so he didn't even bother to look up from shining his boots.
     "You can go into town and get yourself a Pillow Boy for that," he told him.
     They decided the red bump was an insect bite of some kind.
     The next day, the bump was twice as big, twice as red, and twice as painful. There was no way it could get worse.
     The day after that, it got worse. 
     By the end of the week, Bennett couldn't take the irritation any more and decided to pop the  white head of the insect bite like it was a fermenting pimple ready to burst. He found a tiny worm wiggling around inside.
     "Be grateful it wasn't your penis," my father told him.
 
 

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