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"Gimme a chocolate cone!" demands Other Dog as he walks into an ice cream parlor.

"We're all out of chocolate," says the counterman.

Then I'll take chocolate in a cup with chocolate sauce and..."


"Chocolate and vanilla combo?"

The counterman sighs.

"Sir, do you see the 'straw' in strawberry?'


"Do you see the 'van' in vanilla?"


Do you see the 'frick' in chocolate?"

"There's no 'frick' in chocolate."

"That's what I keep telling you!"

Read it out loud if you have to......................

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How about vanilla with some hot sauce? - as in warm chocolate or spicy tabasco?

My middle son barbequed up some tube steak (hot dogs) last night - rolled them all in sauce and for his older brother, he also rolled one first in McIlhenny hot sauce.

He was wishing he had some vanilla ice cream right after he took a big bite!

I had to punish him in front of the rest of the crowd, but afterwards I gave him as much of a congrats as a dad can give in that situation - good thinkin' kid!

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I didn't do that - no one saw me do that - no one was around when I did that!

My camera was there and what it captured will be held for the amount of ransome consisting of one "Caldwell" lifting beam.

The video left me wondering "why the hell would anybody do that shit"????


Dog.jpg.487f03da076af0150d2376dbd16843ed.jpgPlodding along with no job nor practical application for my existence, but still trying to fix what's broke.



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Cletus and Olivetroad...

Cletus is passing by Olivetroad's hay barn one day when, through a gap in the door, he sees Olive doing a slow and sensual striptease in front of an old John Deere tractor.

Buttocks clenched, he performs a slow pirouette, and gently slides off first the right strap of his overalls, followed by the left. He then hunches his shoulders forward and in a classic striptease move, lets his overalls fall down to his hips, revealing a torn and frayed plaid shirt.

Then, grabbing both sides of his shirt, he rips it apart to reveal his stained T-shirt underneath. With a final flourish, he tears the T-shirt from his body, and hurls his baseball cap onto a pile of hay.

Having seen enough, Cletus rushes in and says, "What the world're ya doing, Olive ?"

"Good grief, Cletus, ya scared the bejeebers out of me," says an obviously embarrassed Olivetroad .

"But me 'n the wife been havin trouble lately in the bedroom d'partment, and the therapist suggested I do something sexy to a tractor"

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You know - I can't stand that stuff. I love sippin whiskey - I used to put away that crap Old Crow like it was iced tea. And I love BBQ sauce. But I can't stand to have them mixed.

I have to admit that I am kind of hard to buy a gift for, so folks buy me those little sets of that Whiskey BBQ sauce crap all the time -------- thanks.

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