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Thanks Paul â€“ great job.
Sorry I overwrote the first Paulâ€™s joke â€“ here is is again
Little RALPHY returns from school and says he got an F in arithmetic. ‘Why?’ asks the father?
‘The teacher asked ‘How much is 2×3,” I said ‘6’, replies RALPHY. ‘But that’s right!’ says his dad.
‘Yeah, but then she asked me ‘How much is 3×2?”
‘What’s the fuckin’ difference?’ asks the father.
‘That’s what I said!’
My God, Hereâ€™s another good one from Paulâ€™s â€œThe Sunday Funniesâ€ Nov 7,2010
A precious little girl walks into a pet shop and asks,
in the sweetest little lisp, between two missing teeth, "Excuth me,
mithter, do you keep widdle wabbits?"
As the shopkeeper’s heart melts, he gets down on his knees so that
he’s on her level and asks, "Do you want a widdle white wabbit,
or a thoft and fuwwy, bwack wabbit, or maybe one like that cute widdle
bwown wabbit over there?"
She, in turn, blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her
hands on her knees, leans forward and says, in a tiny quiet voice,
"I don’t think my python weally gives a thit."