“…Too bad I shoot with this hand!
But seriously, can anybody please explain the purpose of this screw in my head? I didn’t put that there. Is it holding my brain in place? I feel like a mai-tai.
I went to the painboy, and I ask him. Doc, I don’t remember getting this installed at all, when did this happen? He says to me, “you were a wreck! You showed up last week so brain-damaged and confused, you couldn’t tell your right from your left!” I said well that’s all well and good, but how does sticking a pole in my head solve my problem? He says, “It’s on the right.”
Ba dippa dow, dow dow dumm, ba dum dum daaa daaa dump!
It’s that time of year where people love to play jokes on each other. Kick me signs abound, buckets of water over door ways, replacing the commissars rounds with blanks. So show off your best practical joke your army would play on each other.
Posted on Monday, 5 September 2011
