A group of friends from a local church wanted to get together on a regular basis, socialize, and play
games.
The lady of the house was to prepare the meal. When it came
time for Al and Jane to be the hosts, she wanted to outdo all the
others. Jane decided to have mushroom-smothered steaks. But, mushrooms
are expensive.
She then told her husband, "I'm changing my menu, no mushrooms. They are too
high."
He said, "Why don't you go down in the pasture and pick some
of those mushrooms? There are plenty in the creek bed."
She said,
"No, some wild mushrooms are poison."
He said, "Well, I see varmints
eating them and they're OK."
So Jane decided to give it a try. She
picked a bunch, washed, sliced, and diced them for her smothered
steak.
Then she went out on the back porch and gave Al's dog Ol' Spot a
double handful cooked in some butter. Ol' Spot ate every bite!
All morning
long, Jane watched Ol' Spot and the wild mushrooms didn't seem to affect
him, so she decided to use them. The meal was a great success, and Jane
had even hired a helper lady from town to help her serve. She had on a white
apron and a fancy little cap on her head.
After everyone had
finished, they relaxed, socialized, and played 42 & Mexican
Dominoes.
About then, the helper lady from town, came in and
whispered in Jane's ear.
She said, "Mrs. Williams, Ol' Spot is dead!"
Jane went into hysterics. After she finally calmed down, Al called the
doctor and told him about the mushrooms and the dead dog.
The doctor said, "That's bad,
but I think we can take care of it.
I will call for an ambulance and I
will be there as quick as possible.
We'll give everyone enemas and we
will pump out everyone's stomach. Everything will be fine. Just keep them
calm."
Soon they could hear the siren as the ambulance was coming
down the road. The EMTs & the doctor had their suitcases, syringes,
and a stomach pump.
One by one, they took each person into the
bathroom, gave them an
enema and pumped out their stomach. After the last
one was finished, the doctor came out and said, "I think everything will
be fine now, and he left."
They were all looking pretty weak sitting
around the living room and about this time, the helper lady came in and
said,
"You know, it was right mean of that fellow that ran over Ol' Spot, he never even
slowed down n'er stopped!"
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Schteveo
18 comments:
YEA THEY SHOULD A DOUCHED THOSE SKANK GASHES WHILE THEY WERE AT IT. Then make tea with the skanko's bilge water.
Douche that dawg with the shank wash. Then make tea out of it.
Sorry Fuk Wads, I goin fer a Bud.
wow
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Wun hung Lo shaid:
Chu Ma Poo
LOOK PEEPOLZ I GOTS A PHANTOM WET SHPOT IN DER MIDDLE UF DER SHEKUNT FLOOR TO DEAL WIT IN DER MORNINK.
eYE kUNT KEEPSH DISH bROGG GOINK BY ME SHELF KNOW CAN EYE?
tHAT WOULD BE STRIPPING AND SILICONE SEALING THE UPSTAIRS MASTER SHOWER.
4 AWL YALL NON sNHORPHT FANZ
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WTF!!! ...and speaking of 'shrooms, I think he TOOK some before he commented.
Dat be Choom MoFo
I'm spooked. I have a 'Phantom Wet Spot" on the floor in my closet. Going to pull the shower apart and re-seal as my first attempt.
For as much as I love working around the house I predict many beers, much swearing and a tantrum or three.
Lick my Portobello der Wapp-o
I liked it better when Cow Poo was jiggling his dick all over the place.
Yer breth scarred em away
Wow what a come back dude.
That was do funny I forgot to laugh.
Who farted?
You didn't actually 'get that' did you?
One of my "Shrooms" hang lower that the other.
Think you mean 'one drags on the ground further back'.
To be more disruptive.....
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