Saturday, January 26, 2019

I have the memory of a wooly mammoth. It's like an elephant's, but a little fuzzy

I keep a list of jokes on a text file on my Linux server's desktop.  I'm sitting here reading this and think... Hmmm, it's raining, so perfect time for me to post this story.

Or not.  You decide, I won't judge.

A man comes to a priest for confession.

Priest: What’s on your mind?

Man: I have a confession.

Priest: Go on.

Man: A few days ago a girl friend of mine asked me to come help her with a plumbing issue. I agreed and came over to help her out. Once I was about to leave she looked outside and saw that it was raining. She convinced me to spend the night, and so we ended sleeping together.

The next day another girl friend of mine asked me to come over and help her with some yard work. Once we were done she noticed that it was raining and convinced me to spend the night. We also ended up sleeping together.

The day after that a guy fiend of mine asked me to come over and help him with some car issues he was having. It started raining and he convinced me to stay the night, so naturally we also slept together.

What should I do?

Priest: Get the hell out of here before it starts raining.

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