A woman from a small southern town goes into the local newspaper office
to see that the obituary for her recently deceased husband is written.
The newspaper editor informs her the fee for the obituary is a dollar
per word.
She pauses, reflects and then says,
"Well, then, just let it
read, 'Billy Bob died.'"
Amused at the woman's thrift, the editor says,
"Sorry ma'am but there's a seven-word minimum on all obituaries."
A little flustered, she thinks things over and replies,
"In that case, let it read: 'Billy Bob died - red truck for sale.'
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Schteveo
6 comments:
Saw Atlas Shrugged II this afternoon.
If you don't go see it, you're a BarakBag fukkin Commie.
I don't NEED to see it. I live it.
Who is that Shit Munky destroying the US?
I'm with Braaaaaaaaaaack, I'm living it. But is the JOKE funny!?
F.Y.I.
Here are a few familiar sayings, the origins of which are from British sailing warships:
British warships served meals on square wooden plates, hence the term, square meal.
The ships sails were controlled by hundreds of ropes that new sailors had to learn, hence the term, learning the ropes.
While in port, prostitutes were allowed on board to service the sailors. To get some privacy the sailors would bed them between the cannons. If a prostitute had a male child he was refered to as a, son of a gun.
Son of a gun. I didn't know that!
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