When I was a kid I had a subscription to Boy's Life, and my poor mother...
Ya see, the back page of every issue was filled with jokes, and my peaked brain would soak those suckers up, and stored 'em like squirrls saving nuts, and then roll 'em on out.
She used to walk around the house saying that hell was made up of flames and Boy's Life jokes.
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Date: 2009-07-15 12:43 pm (UTC)Ya see, the back page of every issue was filled with jokes, and my peaked brain would soak those suckers up, and stored 'em like squirrls saving nuts, and then roll 'em on out.
She used to walk around the house saying that hell was made up of flames and Boy's Life jokes.