Joke of the Day, 9/26/07
September 26, 2007, 7:00 am; posted by Bweinh
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A city boy from New York named Randy moved to the backwoods of Vermont, out in the middle of nowhere, miles and miles from the nearest road. After a few months of solitude, he heard a knock at the door.
He opened it to find a giant bearded man in filthy overalls and bare feet. “Howdy!! My name’s John Paul and I’m here to welcome you to the neighborhood! I want to invite you to a party!”
“That sounds great,” Randy said. “I’d be delighted to come.”
“But I gotta warn ya,” John Paul said, “This is Vermont — so there’s usually a lot of drinkin’.”
Randy smiled. “Oh, I’ve been known to have a drink from time to time.”
John Paul scratched his head. “There’ll be dancin’ too — always dancin’.”
Randy nodded and said, “I’m pretty light on my feet; that’ll be fine!”
“There’ll be a fight — there’s always a fight or two.”
Randy nodded grimly. “I’m from New York; I can hold my own.”
John Paul started off, but then looked over his shoulder. “Well, th’ other thing is — at these parties, well, we get to drinkin’ and dancin’, and after the fight, one thing leads to another, and, uh, there’s always a little bit of carnal knowledge, if ya catch my drift.”
“I’ve been here for months and haven’t seen a soul — that wouldn’t be out of the question either! What should I wear?”
“Don’t much matter,” the Vermonter said, walking away.
“Just gonna be you and me.”
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Is this one of your fantasies Steve?
Vermont bashing…just uncalled for.
I’m just trying to get Tates out of the woodwork, that’s all…
Tates in the woodwork can destroy even the most sturdily built home. I recommend pesticides instead of off-color jokes: much stronger.