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| That's a new one. I thought you were going for the oldie goldie. Lady walks in the butcher shop and asks the butcher for a Maine duck. Butcher pulls out a duck and lets her look at it. She sticks her fingers up its rear, sniffs them then proclaims, "that is a Michigan duck, I want a Maine duck". The butcher takes it back and grabs another duck and hands it to her. Again she sticks her fingers up its rear, sniffs them then says, "that is a Lousiana duck, get me a Maine duck". "By the way you are knew around here aren't you?" she asks the butcher. He admits he has been there about 10 days. "Well where do you come from?" she asks. The butcher walks around in front of the counter, drops his pants and underwear, then bends over in front of her and says, "why don't you tell me!" | |
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