J. Jones' Loss
There were identical twin brothers by the name of Jones. John
was married and Joe was single, but owned a small, delapidated
boat.
It happened that the same day John's wife died, Joe's boat
sank. A kind old lady met Joe on the street and, mistaking him
for his brother John, said, "Oh, Mr. Jones, I'm sorry to
hear of your great loss. You must feel terrible."
Joe said, "Well, I'm not a bit sorry. She was rotten from
the start. Her bottom was all chewed up and she smelled of old
fish from the first time I got on her. She made water faster
than anything I've ever seen. She had a bad hole in the front
and a big crack in the back. The hole kept getting bigger everytime
I used her. It got so I couldn't handle her at all."
"When anyone else used her, she leaked all over the place.
What finished her though, was four guys from the other side
of town came over looking for a good time. They asked if they
could use her. I rented her to them, but warned them that she
wasn't too hot. They still insisted that they would like to
give her a try. The result was that the crazy fools all tried
to get into her at once. Well, the strain was too much for her
and she cracked right down the middle."
The old lady fainted.
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