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This one deserves it's own thread.
I was working graveyard shift in the late1970's, chopping up chickens in a poultry plant. Those of you who have worked graveyard shifts know how it screws up your circadian rhythm. [smilie=sleepy2.gif]
I was watching The Late Show with Johnnie Carson. He's interviewing Mrs. Arnold Palmer. It went something like this:
Johnnie: "Do you do anything for Arnie before a golf tournament to give him good luck?"
Mrs. Arnie, innocently: "I kiss his balls."
Johnnie's eyebrows raise. He shows an expression of utter joy at having been served up such a fat pitch.
Johnnie: "I bet that makes his putter stand up."
Mrs. Arnie is disgusted and leaves the set.
Mrs. Arnie sues Johnny for $1,000,000. He gladly pays it, considering it money well spent.
:laugh:
I still laugh my ass off today, these 30 years later.
I was working graveyard shift in the late1970's, chopping up chickens in a poultry plant. Those of you who have worked graveyard shifts know how it screws up your circadian rhythm. [smilie=sleepy2.gif]
I was watching The Late Show with Johnnie Carson. He's interviewing Mrs. Arnold Palmer. It went something like this:
Johnnie: "Do you do anything for Arnie before a golf tournament to give him good luck?"
Mrs. Arnie, innocently: "I kiss his balls."
Johnnie's eyebrows raise. He shows an expression of utter joy at having been served up such a fat pitch.
Johnnie: "I bet that makes his putter stand up."
Mrs. Arnie is disgusted and leaves the set.
Mrs. Arnie sues Johnny for $1,000,000. He gladly pays it, considering it money well spent.
:laugh:
I still laugh my ass off today, these 30 years later.