Posted by Jay on 7/14/2002, 4:02 am This Red 100 cig went to the smokey market to buy 3 cartons of Red 100's. He went up to the Tall 120 cig clerk and asked: "Can I have 3 cartons of Red 100's in the soft pack, please? "Who are these cigs for?" asks Tall. Red leans angrily over the counter, with his cherry head glowing at Tall. "They're for me, silly! Actually, one carton is for my wife, Karen." "Karen? I thought your wife was Misty, after all of these years!" Red chuckles. "Actually, I got into a divorce with Misty three years ago. We broke up because she didn't give me enough of what Karen gives me every night." "Every night? What does Karen give you every night?" "She gives me-" I'm stopping right here. You complete what Red is saying about what Karen gives him every night other than chocolate and lightups. LOL Anyone else can write about the other 4 cigs on their hand. As a "memory refresher," the 2nd cig stays home, the 3rd has roast beef, the 4th has none, and the baby cig cries all the way home.
OK, class. Let's count our five little pigs on our left hand...I mean our 5 little CIGS on our left hand.
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