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Great Balls of Fire
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OldMan Zeke
2007-12-10 23:26:00 UTC
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Redneck Farmer

A redneck farmer named Zeke from back in the hills walked twelve miles,
one way, to the general store.
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"Heya, Zeke," said Arlie, the store owner. "Tell me, are you and Myrtle
still making fires up there by rubbing stones and flint together?"
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"You betcha, Arlie. Ain't no 'tother way. Why?"
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"Got something to show you. Something to make fire. It's called a
'Match'."
"'Match'? Never heard of it."
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"Watch this. If you want a fire you just do this," Arlie says, taking a
match and striking it on his pants."
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"Huh. Well, that's something, but that ain't for me, Arlie." "Well, why
not?"
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"I can't be walking twelve miles to borrow your pants every time I want
a fire."
Tom Kan PA
2007-12-12 13:50:55 UTC
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Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack jumped over the candle stick.

GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!

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