This is the cleanest joke I can think of off hand. God dammit, I have some killers, too.
Did I ever tell you guys about the time I went to Ireland? I basically spent the whole time in different pubs because well... I could drink there. So I was at this on bar and this guy comes over with a thick accent and says, "Aye could I sit down with you boys?"
We of course said yes and he almost instantly started talking to us. He was a really interesting guy, full of stories, they were good stories, too. Eventually though he says, "You know why I always pick this table? I built this table with me own hands. Yeah, I did but do they call me Carl the table-builder? No. Do they call me Carl the carpenter? Carl the furniture maker? No. They don't call me that."
I bought us another couple rounds and we kept drinking, I was getting kind fo drunk while he kept talking, and eventually he said, "You guys like this bar? It's a dive but it's a nice looking dive. Yeah, you know what? I built this bar with me bear hands, I did. But do they call me... Carl the bar builder? Eh? Carl the building maker? Carl the carpenter? No!"
We sort of shook it off, but he kept going. "You know that road you boys drove in on? I built that road with me bear hands. I walked 16 miles every day to get the gravel for it from a quarry, back and forth with no help. Yeah! But do they call me Carl the road builder? No! But you **** one sheep!"
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A man once asked the Buddha, "How does one escape the heat of the summer sun?"
And the Buddha replied, "Why not try crawling into the blazing furnace?"
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