02-26-2005, 12:38 AM
[size=2]Bubba walks into his house with a sheep
Tucked under his arm. He carries it upstairs
and into the bedroom, where his wife is in bed,
reading a magazine.
"Honey," says Bubba, "This is the pig I've been
screwing when you're not available."
"Uh, Bubba," the wife says, "That's not a pig.
That's a sheep."
"Shut up," says Bubba, "I wasn't talking to you."
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Tucked under his arm. He carries it upstairs
and into the bedroom, where his wife is in bed,
reading a magazine.
"Honey," says Bubba, "This is the pig I've been
screwing when you're not available."
"Uh, Bubba," the wife says, "That's not a pig.
That's a sheep."
"Shut up," says Bubba, "I wasn't talking to you."
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