She walked into the bar and said, "Which

She walked into the bar and said, "Which one of you is a tough guy?" No one raised their hands. "A Bar full of wimps, eh?" Then a man chalking his cue said, "What is that you

were confused about?" His pool cue was the only thing steadying his quaking knees. "The place is called Super Weenie Hut Jr. with a Unicorn on the sign. No tough guys here lady!"

"But...but...I was told Mr. Clean hangs out here,"she replied. "Yeah, that's him over there. He showed up here when he lost his abrasiveness. Never been the same since."

"alright." i said as i pulled out a pistol and shot the disgraceful advertising gimmick in the head. next was the berries and cream starbursts "little lad" i ran out of the bar and

stopped at the gas station 'cos

they have pork rinds. Auntie Suey's is my favorite brand, and this was the only gas station that had them. Sure, they go right through me, but there's a prize inside.

Each bag contained an Official Auntie Suey Nebraska Hog Calling Whistle. With a simple blow, porkers would come running. They thundered towards the self-service station. The dust

rose in clouds, an impressive sight competing with the pungent smell of a horde of unwashed hogs. The Hog Calling Whistle bore a warning that it should only be used in the event of

"Taking Out Fast-Approching Swines" handbook lying close by. What a coincidence! He turned to the first page and read "Would you swines like to go have some coffee?"