Saturday 29 August 2009

A SALESMAN GOES UP TO A HOUSE AND KNOCKS ON THE FRONT DOOR.

IT IS OPENED BY A LITTLE TEN YEAR-OLD BOY WHO HAS A LIGHTED CIGAR IN ONE HAND, A GLASS OF WHISKEY IN THE OTHER AND A PLAYBOY MAGAZINE TUCKED UNDER HIS ARM.

SALESMAN: "HELLO SON. IS YOUR MOM OR DAD HOME??"

LITTLE BOY: "WHAT THE F**K DO YOU THINK??"


H/T Shelly

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