A sailor found himself at a gala event hosted by a local liberal arts college. The sailor stood stoically with his drink, brimming with confidence, his No. 1 uniform pressed, medals gleaming and shoes polished. He was taking in his surroundings and not seeming to be much engaged in the festivities. There was no shortage of young, extremely idealistic ladies in attendance and very soon, one approached the sailor and said, “Excuse me, but you seem so serious. Is something bothering you?”

“Negative, ma’am!” he replied.

The young lady looked over the fully booted and spurred sailor with his awards and decorations, and said, “It looks like you’ve seen a lot of action.”

“I’ve seen my share, ma’am.” He answered.

The young lady wanted to ensure everyone was enjoying themselves and said, “You should lighten up a little. Relax and enjoy yourself.”

The sailor glared his reply.

Seeing this as a challenge, the young lady said, “I’ll be direct: When is the last time you had sex?”

“1958, ma’am.”

“Well, that explains a lot!” she says. She took his hand and led him to a private room where she proceeded to ‘relax’ him several times. Afterward, panting for breath due to being quite frequently ‘relaxed’ herself she said “Wow. You sure didn’t forget much since 1958!”

The sailor, glancing at his watch and says, “I hope not. It’s only 2130 now!”