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1. Sheila Ryan on May 26th, 2011 at 6:31 pm

   You can drink liqueurs from chocolate cups, and I have.

2. Flannery Scroggins on May 26th, 2011 at 6:54 pm

   Hi, guys.

3. Deron Bauman on May 26th, 2011 at 7:38 pm

   Beat me to it.

4. Daryl Scroggins on May 26th, 2011 at 7:45 pm

   Amanda Mae can outdrink that dumbass with or without gummy shot glasses.

5. Amanda Mae on May 26th, 2011 at 8:09 pm

   I dunno if I need to. He seems pretty… uh… wow.

6. Cindy Scroggins on May 27th, 2011 at 6:46 am

   I’ve been awake since 3. I just watched this.

   How did Helen Keller burn her fingers?
   Reading the waffle iron.

   How do you make a dead baby float?
   One scoop of ice cream, one dead baby.

   I want to party with this guy.

7. Sheila Ryan on May 27th, 2011 at 10:08 am

   “Hey, Mrs. Jones, can Johnny come out and play ball with us?”

   “Jimmy, you know Johnny has no arms or legs.”

   “I know. We want to use him for third base.”

8. Cindy Scroggins on May 27th, 2011 at 10:37 am

   Why did the monkey fall out of the tree?
   It was dead.
   Why did the chicken fall out of the tree?
   It was stapled to the monkey.

9. Sheila Ryan on May 27th, 2011 at 11:06 am

   Guy comes home, walks into the kitchen with a sheep in his arms. Guy’s wife turns from the sink and the guy says, “This is the pig I’ve been sleeping with when I’m not with you.” Wife says, “You dummy, that’s not a pig. That’s a sheep.” Guy says, “I wasn’t speaking to you.”

   (I got that one from a character in Elmore Leonard’s Up in Honey’s Room, but I don’t think Elmore Leonard made it up.)

10. Cindy Scroggins on May 27th, 2011 at 11:25 am

    Why did Helen Keller masturbate with only one hand?
    So she could moan with the other.

    My repertoire is running low.

11. Cindy Scroggins on May 27th, 2011 at 11:39 am

    By the way, my jokes are from an article in the current Harper’s about the woman who wrote the Totally Tasteless Jokes series. Her pseudonym: Blanche Knott.

12. Andrew Simone on May 27th, 2011 at 11:53 am

    Here is one told to me, last weekend, by a 60 year old man, navy sailor turned artist, right after his peyote story:

    How do you know your roommate’s gay? His dick tastes like shit.

13. Carole Corlew on May 28th, 2011 at 8:25 am

    I don’t think that would even taste good, a gummy product eaten after whiskey. I guess this is a joke. That’s the problem with the internet. I think the joke stuff is serious. And the serious is a joke. My internet joke-o-meter never worked from the beginning.

14. Carole Corlew on May 28th, 2011 at 8:29 am

    Is the peyote story in a place you can link to, Andrew? Navy sailor turned artist and peyote are words said together I am having trouble resisting.

15. Cindy Scroggins on May 28th, 2011 at 9:49 am

    I just watched this again. Can we make this stream forever like that goat?

16. Sheila Ryan on May 28th, 2011 at 10:33 am

    Tell us the sailor’s peyote story, Andrew!

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