#70 Lose Those Unwanted Chunks
July 2, 2007
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Note that certain words are blacklisted in the
fight against spam - mostly pharmaceutical and
sex-related words. And brands of cars. I hate cars.
Sorry.
Whenever I see the word “Chunks” it reminds me of theold joke about 3 drunk women:
Three women had a very late night drinking. They left in the early morning hours and went home their separate ways. The next day, they all met and compared notes about who was drunker the night before.
The first girl claims that she was the drunkest, saying, “I drove straight home and walked into the house. As soon as I got through the door I blew chunks for 10 minutes.”
The second said, “You think that was drunk? Hell, I got into my car and wrapped my car around the first tree I saw. I don’t even have insurance!”
The third proclaimed, “Damn, I was the drunkest by far. When I got home,I got into a big fight with my husband, knocked a candle over, and burned the whole f*cking house down!”
The room was silent for a moment. Then, the first girl spoke out again, “Listen girls, I don’t think you understand…
…Chunks is my dog.”
Glad to be of service once more man.
Kim, fantastic joke. Huzzah!