"Colonel Potter I think you better sit down for this." The commanding officer looks up, quickly taken a back.
"Oh this better be good! Careful there!" He calls out as his guest stumbles over in his high heel.
"Linhighblew disease, I have it sir."
"How terrible! I assume that's what turned your skin orange?"
"Yes sir, its a rare disease among my family, in fact I am the first carrier in two generations. If you allow me to go home I take the remedy before step two."
"And what's that Klinger?"
"Sneezing, it never ends!" Potter pulls himself from his desk, walking past the orange painted man, straight faced.
"Where are going sir?"
"To get drunk, Klinger to get drunk."
"Oh here they come … aaaachoo!"