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This joke is in really bad taste - you'll understand after reading it.
Bill was riding back from a swim meet in his truck when he saw two men along the roadside eating grass.
Disturbed, he stopped the truck and he got out to investigate.
He asked one man, "Why are you eating grass?"
"We don't have any money for food," the poor man replied. "We have to eat grass." "Well, then, you can come with me to my house and I'll feed you well," Bill said. "But sir. I have a wife and two children with me. They are over there, under that tree." "Bring them along," Bill replied. Turning to the other poor man, he stated, "You can come with us, too."
The second man, in a pitiful voice then said, "But sir, I also have a wife and six children with me!" "Bring them all as well," Bill answered.
They all climbed into the truck, which was no easy task, even for a truck as large as Coach Bill's. Once underway, one of the poor fellows turned to Bill and said, "Sir, you are too kind. Thank you for taking all of us with you."
Bill replied, "Glad to do it. You'll really love my place; the grass is almost a foot high."
All The Grass You Can Eat
Bill was riding back from a swim meet in his truck when he saw two men along the roadside eating grass.
Disturbed, he stopped the truck and he got out to investigate.
He asked one man, "Why are you eating grass?"
"We don't have any money for food," the poor man replied. "We have to eat grass." "Well, then, you can come with me to my house and I'll feed you well," Bill said. "But sir. I have a wife and two children with me. They are over there, under that tree." "Bring them along," Bill replied. Turning to the other poor man, he stated, "You can come with us, too."
The second man, in a pitiful voice then said, "But sir, I also have a wife and six children with me!" "Bring them all as well," Bill answered.
They all climbed into the truck, which was no easy task, even for a truck as large as Coach Bill's. Once underway, one of the poor fellows turned to Bill and said, "Sir, you are too kind. Thank you for taking all of us with you."
Bill replied, "Glad to do it. You'll really love my place; the grass is almost a foot high."
All The Grass You Can Eat
Bill was riding back from a swim meet in his truck when he saw two men along the roadside eating grass.
Disturbed, he stopped the truck and he got out to investigate.
He asked one man, "Why are you eating grass?"
"We don't have any money for food," the poor man replied. "We have to eat grass." "Well, then, you can come with me to my house and I'll feed you well," Bill said. "But sir, I have a wife and two children with me. They are over there, under that tree." "Bring them along," Bill replied. Turning to the other poor man, he stated, "You can come with us, too."
The second man, in a pitiful voice then said, "But sir, I also have a wife and six children with me!" "Bring them all as well," Bill answered.
They all climbed into the truck, which was no easy task, even for a truck as large as Bill's. Once underway, one of the poor fellows turned to Bill and said, "Sir, you are too kind. Thank you for taking all of us with you."
Bill replied, "Glad to do it. You'll really love my place; the grass is almost a foot high."
Karen: I'm Friday. Come over Saturday and we'll have a Sundae.
Time Humor
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Moe: Sure, why not?
Joe: Jooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooke!
-Robert Benchley
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He was looking for Pooh.
Last time I was out there pouring the water down, I noticed a sow bug crawling across one of the rocks. Then it occurred to me that I was probably boiling them to death by the dozen.
OMG. Now I feel awful. I'm a serial roly-poly killer.