Having just arrived at a Foreign Legion outpost, a raw recruit asked the corporal what the men did for recreation. The corporal smiled and said, “You’ll see.” The young man was puzzled. “Well, you’ve got more than 100 men on this base and I don’t see a single woman.” “You’ll see,” the corporal slyly repeated. That afternoon, 300 camels were herded into the corral. At a signal, the men went wild: sprinting into the enclosure and screwing the camels. The recruit saw the corporal hurrying past and grabbed his arm. “I don’t understand,” he said. “There must be over 300 camels and only 100 of us. Why is everybody rushing? Can’t a man take his time?” “What?” exclaimed the corporal, startled. “And get stuck with an ugly one?”