Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Joke of the day Twas the night after Christmas

' Twas night after Christmas and all through the trailer gone flat beer and pizza was staler. The pipe hanging socks, blank, no candy or toys, and I was on my old lay-Z-Boy camped.

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The children were not you talk, me or my wife said worst Christmas, you would have had in their lives. My wife could not argue, and neither I could so I saw TV and my wife, she screamed only.

In the courtyard the dog barkin' started, I got up and saw I saw Sheriff Larkin. He cried, "I'm sworn to comply with the laws Roy and I have a complaint from one named Claus Feller."

I said "Claus, I don't know, not is no one named Claus, and you take me without probable cause." Then the Sheriff "The man was shot dead last night." he said, I said: "that would have me, exactly what he sees how."

The Sheriff replied "a jolly old Feller with a big belly beer belly, is he who shakes when he laughs like a bowl full of jelly." "He sports a long beard and a nose like a cherry." I said "Sheriff, that sounds like my wife sister Sherri."

"There is no time for jokes Roy" the Sheriff, he said. "The man, the I in describe all in red dressed." I'm here for the truth now, it's time to come clean. "Tell me what you did, tell me what you have seen."

Well I started to lie, then what thought the hell it was not the first time that I spent new years in prison. I said "sheriff it happened yesterday evening about ten and I thought that my wife had drunk again."

If you in went from work she was white as a ghost. I thought, maybe a UFO had seen you. But said that a bunch of deer had flown over the head and red on the roof of our good neighbor stopped.

Well I ran outside to look and the sight made me shudder, a freezer full of game standing directly on Red's gutter. My hands were good a shakin ', as I grabbed my pistol if outta's Red chimney ran this Feller.

And posted his back was this bag over flowin'. I thought he stole's red stuff, while old red from bowling'. So I yelled "Drop fat boy, hands in the air!" But he went about his business, as he had no care.

So I popped up a warning about his head shot. Also he left pocket and he jumped in the slide. And when he flew way I heard to blackmail him, "this is attack with intent Roy, I'll see ya in court."


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