I'm too tired, I don't have any good stories, and it's too late in the week. So in lieu (that's right, lieu) of blogging, here's a new joke for you:
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
I eat mop.
You know the rest. Pretty funny, right?
Have a good weekend!
JUST TO CLARIFY
NO, I DON'T HAVE ANY OLDER BROTHERS.
YES, THESE ARE (MOSTLY) TRUE STORIES.
IF YOU NEED FURTHER CLARIFICATION, SEE THE WELCOME POST HERE.
THANKS FOR VISITING!
YES, THESE ARE (MOSTLY) TRUE STORIES.
IF YOU NEED FURTHER CLARIFICATION, SEE THE WELCOME POST HERE.
THANKS FOR VISITING!
About Me
- Taylor
- Houston, Texas, United States
- I am a married Christian father of three in my twenties (not anymore, but at the time I was). I hold an English degree from Texas A&M University (Whoop!). I spend most of my time with my beautiful wife and wonderful children.
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- Nothin'
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1 comment:
BAhahahahahaha! That is awesome! I think this works best in the south since it sounds like you're saying "I eat my poo" with a southern drawl. I have used this joke several times this week. Thanks!
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