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Man! I keep forgetting about this blog! Anyway, here's a funny joke I found on the interwebs.

Every night, Harold would go down to the supermarket, get a pack of
soda, bring it home, and drink it while he watched TV. One night, as
he finished his last soda, the doorbell rang. He opened the door and
found a six-foot cockroach standing there. The bug grabbed him by the
collar and threw him across the room, and left.

The next night, after he finished his 3rd soda, the doorbell rang.

He walked slowly to the door and found the same six-foot cockroach
standing there. The big bug punched him in the stomach, then left.

The next night, after he finished his 1st soda, the doorbell rang
again. The same six-foot cockroach was standing there. This time he
was kneed in the groin and hit behind the ear as he doubled over in
pain. Then the big bug left.

The fourth night Harold didn't drink any soda at all. The doorbell
rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the snot out of
Harold and left him in a heap on the living room floor.

The following day, Harold went to see his doctor. He explained events
of the preceding four nights. "

" What can I do? " he pleaded.

" Not much " he doctor replied. " There's just a nasty bug going around."


And a tongue twister!


I would If I could
If I couldn't
How Can I
Could you if I couldn't
I could
Could you?