Klinger was so proud of himself, he could have burst. He'd set a record; one that would never be broken by anyone else wearing a flannel nightie and genuine
imitation fox stole. For over two days he'd sat on that pole, both for himself and then at the order of Colonel Potter. But when he finally came back to earth, as it
were, he realized what an amazing thing he'd accomplished. He didn't get his Section 8, but he was definitely going to enjoy his three days in Seoul. Maybe he
could find a new dress.