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DAVE BRANCH
THE REDNECK SURFER WRITES
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
MY SON'S JOKE...
Son "Dad, why are turds tapered at the end?"
Dad "Umm, I don't know why. Why?"
Son "So your asshole doesn't slam shut"
Son "Dad, do you need help up?"
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