Finding Blanche

Nothing stays the same.

Mitchell sent me a joke.

Everyone knows I hate getting email jokes. Mitchell, did I forget to tell you? But I really liked this. In fact, I cackled. Not snickered. Not just laughed. I cackled.

Too much of a build-up? Here goes…

I was walking past the mental hospital the other day, and all the patients
were shouting, 13….13….13.

The fence was too high to see over, but I saw a little gap in the planks and
looked through to see what was going on.

Some bastard poked me in the eye with a stick.

Then they all started shouting 14….14….14

7 Comments »

  Gnightgirl wrote @

I didn’t cackle.

I guffawed.

  kristin wrote @

i giggled.

  Elizabeth wrote @

i also giggled.

  Mutant wrote @

MITCHELL!MITCHELL!!MITCHELL!!!
You’re one of the only people who calls
me Mitchell. The only time I ever heard
it, was when I was in trouble. I know you
hate getting email jokes. This is not a joke.
I still can’t see out of my right eye. I am #13!

  cruisin-mom wrote @

guilty…of…giggling

  Wendy wrote @

Glad you all at least giggled. And to you, Mitchell? You will always be Mitchell to me. It’s been well over 30 years…too hard to change now! Sorry :( I can try.

  Janet wrote @

Getting caught up after being away.

I just burst into laughter, here at work. So thanks to you, Wendy, everybody thinks I’m even more nuts!

(just kidding)

Janet


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