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My dog ate the laundry.

  • My dog ate the laundry.
  • That was Joey's explanation. The teacher looked doubtfully at Joey standing at his desk in his birthdaysuit. The girls were all giggling because he had an inny, not an outy
  • -ield bumper crop of flaxen seed. What the town girls liked was agrarian prosperity not inny belly buttons. So Joey turned and said,
  • "Yeeepp, I'ma harvest roundabout 400 acres a turnips next week and then I've got a mind to plant somma them lima beans, yeepp". The town girls were all aflutter. One looked at Joey
  • with her lazy eye, smiled a gap tooth smile, and he was smitten. “Lurlene?” he said. “ I reckon I might like to do some courtin if you's willin, yeepp. I needta ask yer daddy
  • but what daddy dont know wont hurt him
  • unless it has to do with the bomb strapped to his obnoxious gas guzzling hummer limousine. The bomb was attached to the hot tub so some pretty blonde girls may be caught in the
  • incendiary blast. Unless the hot tub water could diffuse the bomb on his hummer. It could, right? It was hooked up to the radio by mistake, not the speedometer, so he'd find out
  • which station would be sufficient to keep the bomb from exploding. Smooth Jazz? Classical? Talk radio? The neighbors had to wonder why the hot tub was playing Rush Limbaugh at
  • such high volume at 4am, but I could've cared less - I was in the Bahamas with the cast of the remake of "Gilligan's Island", and was safely outside the blast radius.
Started
2011-10-26 16:09:53
Finished
2012-09-21 17:11:43

3 Comments

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    KieferSkunk Sep 21 2012 @ 18:09

    "This hot tub has to be kept above 55 degrees or it'll explode!" "Well, that shouldn't be difficult down here in Phoenix."
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    Zetawilk Sep 21 2012 @ 18:19

    If they have to listen to Rush Limbaugh, exploding death would be a mercy.
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    SlimWhitman Sep 22 2012 @ 07:51

    Them city folk's in for a bumpy ride.Yeeepp!

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