06-20-2018, 07:39 PM
The origin of, you have got to be shitting me came from.
General Washington and his men were crossing the Delaware one evening. As they were about half way all of a sudden, a bad storm developed and the waves were crashing the bow and they could not see the other side of the river. At that point the general ordered Corporal Peters to get at the front of the boat with a lantern, so he could light the way. As they rowed forward the storm became fiercer and the boat started to almost overturn. Just then Corporal Peters was thrown from the boat into the murky waters. They yelled and searched for Corporal Peters, but he was nowhere to be found. They finally made it across the river. Exhausted they made their way through the wood in seek of shelter. In the distance they see a house with the lights on. Once at the house the general knocks on the door. Much to his surprise it was a house of ill repute. The madam looks at the General with a big smile on her face and asked how many of you are there. The General looks at her with a tear in his eye and says 12 of us but sorry to say we are without Peters. Just then madam uttered the words for the first time, you have got to be shitting me.
General Washington and his men were crossing the Delaware one evening. As they were about half way all of a sudden, a bad storm developed and the waves were crashing the bow and they could not see the other side of the river. At that point the general ordered Corporal Peters to get at the front of the boat with a lantern, so he could light the way. As they rowed forward the storm became fiercer and the boat started to almost overturn. Just then Corporal Peters was thrown from the boat into the murky waters. They yelled and searched for Corporal Peters, but he was nowhere to be found. They finally made it across the river. Exhausted they made their way through the wood in seek of shelter. In the distance they see a house with the lights on. Once at the house the general knocks on the door. Much to his surprise it was a house of ill repute. The madam looks at the General with a big smile on her face and asked how many of you are there. The General looks at her with a tear in his eye and says 12 of us but sorry to say we are without Peters. Just then madam uttered the words for the first time, you have got to be shitting me.