Mushrooms
Jim: Joe, I hear you just got married again.
Joe: Yes, for the fourth time.
Jim: What happened to your first three wives?
Joe: They all died, Jim.
Jim: How did that happen?
Joe: My first wife ate poisonous mushrooms.
Jim: How terrible! And your second?
Joe: She ate poisonous mushrooms, too.
Jim: And your third ate poisonous mushrooms, too?
Joe: Oh, no. She died of a broken neck.
Jim: I see. An accident?
Joe: Not exactly. She wouldn't eat her mushrooms!
Hey bubba get your hand off my ass,
Some days it is just not worth it to gnaw through the leather restraints.
R.I.P. Brian 96_XJ Perrine 1990-2011
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