Thursday, July 17, 2008

Fixin' to tell a joke


Hmmm. Knock knock: hmmm You got ol'Prince Albert in that there can? Hmmmm. Who's at th'door? Hmmmm. mmm. No. He in Arkansas. Git it?

2 comments:

atown-liker said...

You know Karl, that was an exquisite joke. Now I think it might be best for you to be in your little shed and for those cats to be out of sight when Marge gets back. I don't think she's going to be very happy with either of us. You also might want to go and fetch Mr. Dodger. The Green fellow -- he's actually quite charming, you know? -- has him hanging by his feet in the woods.

atown-liker said...

Arite, then. Hmmm. I reckon I gotta work on my timin'