then link to something that's killer - - My First Day in Hell:
http://www.newyorker.com/archive/2006/10/30/061030sh_shouts
and, uh, why does a skeleton need a robe?
Son: "Hey, Dad, I got a B in Reading!"
Dad: "You moron - - that's a D."
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A convict walks into a bar...
Ends up with 7 stitches.
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