Pukey Sick, Coming Home From Bar

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Friday, 5 July 2013

I think I'm going to lay off the booze for awhile. I could barely get my head through the doorway last night and I tossed and turned all night long and the whole room went spinning around like crazy.

So I told the wife. "Honey, come down to Nicks on Saturday night and make me come home. I tossed and turned all night. It got so hot...Come to think of it, where were you?"

"I was in our bed, I.B."

"Then where was I?

"In the dryer last time I looked."

-I.B. Moleturd

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