THE SETTING: A Scottish old timer in Scotland, in a bar, talking to a young man.
Old Man speaks:
"Lad, look out there to the field. Do ya see that fence? Look how well it's built. I built that fence stone by stone with me own two hands. I piled it for months.
But do they call me McGreggor-the-Fence-Builder? Nooo.."
Then the old man gestured at the bar.
"Look here at the bar. Do ya see how smooth and just it is? I planed that surface down by me own achin' back. I carved that wood with me own hard labour, for eight days.
But do they call me McGreggor-the-Bar-builder? Nooo..."
Then the old man points out the window.
"Eh, Laddy, look out to sea.. Do ya see that pier that stretches out as far as the eye can see? I built that pier with the sweat off me back. I nailed it board by board.
But do they call me McGreggor-the-Pier-Builder? Nooo..."
Then the old man looks around nervously, trying to make sure no one is paying attention.
"But ya fuck ONE goat . . . "
Another joke..kind of
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jj
Re: Another joke..kind of
.....I know the feeling.
I can never look at another goldfish again.
I can never look at another goldfish again.
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Caractacus
Re: Another joke..kind of
Fortunately, with its attention span, the goldfish won't have noticed.
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jj
Re: Another joke..kind of
That's why I found it so hard to give up.......chuck one away, onto the next one, just like that.........