The sentry challenged the uniformed figure that had just entered the camp.
"Major Jones," came the reply.
"Sorry, sir," said the sentry. "I can't let you proceed without
the password."
"Oh, hell, I've forgotten it," snapped the major. "You know me
well enough."
"Can't help it, sir," the sentry persisted. "Must have the password."
"Don't stand there arguing all night. Bill," came a voice from the
guard room. "Shoot'im!"