Sunday, November 02, 2008

What Ya Gonna Do, I Ask Ya?

I’m a Man

By James Robert Smith


I snore when I sleep.

I belch after I eat.

I fart often.

I live in a near-constant state

of rut.


My wife complains:

Stop snoring!

Don’t belch!

Why do you fart?

I have a headache.


But

tonight

she fed me chili.

Go figure.




Semi-functional moron.



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