A Day in the Melting Pot...
Date: Mon, 29 Jan 96 17:43:45 -0800
From: Peter Langston <psl>
Subject: A Day in the Melting Pot...
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A bus stops in New York's Greenwich Village and two old Italian men get
on. They seat themselves, and engage in an animated conversation. Although
the prim lady sitting behind them strives to ignore their conversation, her
attention is suddenly riveted when she overhears one of the men say;
"Emma come first. Den I come. Two asses, they come together.
I come again. Two asses, they come together again. I come
again and pee twice. Then I come once-a-more."
At this point the lady lets out a shriek, "Why, you foul-mouthed swine!" she
blurts indignantly, "In this country we don't talk about our sex lives in
public!" "Hey, coola down lady," says the surprised man, "Imma justa tella my
friend howa you spell Mississippi."
© 1996 Peter Langston