I was in the ROTC program. I remember once I was walking through campus and my instructor grabs me, and he's a real big guy, and yells, "It's been six weeks since I've seen you in camouflage class!" I said, "I'm getting good."

In this joke, Emo Philips plays on the double meaning of “camouflage class.” The instructor means a class where cadets wear camouflage uniforms, but Philips pretends it’s a class about camouflage itself—so effective that the instructor hasn’t “seen” him. The humor comes from deadpan literalism, a hallmark of Philips’s persona, and from gently deflating military seriousness with wordplay. It also riffs on the idea of competence being measured by invisibility: the better you are at camouflage, the less you’re noticed, which turns the instructor’s complaint into evidence of success.