AN OLD FARMER WENT TO TOWN TO SEE A MOVIE.
THE TICKET AGENT ASKED, "SIR, WHAT'S THAT ON YOUR SHOULDER?"
THE OLD FARMER SAID, "Oh, THAT'S MY PET ROOSTER, CHUCKY.
WHEREVER I GO, CHUCKY GOES."
"I AM SORRY SIR," SAID THE TICKET AGENT. "WE CAN'T ALLOW
ANIMALS IN THE THEATER."
THE OLD FARMER WENT AROUND THE CORNER AND STUFFED THE BIRD
DOWN HIS OVERALLS. HE RETURNED TO THE BOOTH, BOUGHT A
TICKET AND ENTERED THE THEATER. HE SAT DOWN NEXT TO TWO OLD
WIDOWS NAMED MILDRED AND MARGE.
THE MOVIE STARTED AND THE ROOSTER BEGAN TO SQUIRM. THE OLD
FARMER UNBUTTONED HIS FLY SO CHUCKY COULD STICK HIS HEAD
OUT AND WATCH THE MOVIE.
"MARGE," WHISPERED MILDRED.
"WHAT?" SAID MARGE.
"I THINK THE GUY NEXT TO ME IS A PERVERT."
"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK SO?" ASKED MARGE.
"HE UNDID HIS PANTS AND HE HAS HIS THING OUT," WHISPERED
MILDRED.
"WELL, DON'T WORRY A BOUT IT," SAID MARGE.
"HELL, AT OUR AGE WE'VE SEEN 'EM ALL"
"I THOUGHT SO TOO," SAID MILDRED, "BUT THIS ONE'S EATIN'
MY POPCORN!"
Wednesday, May 2, 2007
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